North Thearch, Dead!

"Young Lord!"

The Xuan Thearch had been severely injured, and he had been on the brink of death many times. However, he refused to use his last remaining bit of heavenly powers. At this moment, he saw the crazed look in Jiang Yi's eyes as he sent a voice transmission: "Lady Piaopiao had left me a little bit of heavenly powers. This is the immortal essence of a True God; use it to kill Xing Mo!"

Buzz!

The Xuan Thearch's chest lit up as a golden beam shot forth from his body and entered Jiang Yi's chest. Jiang Yi's Fire Dragon Sword flashed as he roared, "All to scram!"

Three fire dragons wailed forward and blew a few zombies' black armor into pieces and sent them flying. Jiang Yi's essence force trembled as his body flew forward like a sharp sword.

Clang-clang!