Spiritual Cultivators were confined of their power of Spiritual Cultivation, what difference would they have with pigs or dogs?
Strike while he is sick, take his life.
The Holy Emperor Fengtian could have taken advantage of his victory to pursue and attack, leaving his opponent in depressive agony, spitting blood, and in a state too feeble to manifest any innate elements.
But had it been Yue Gongli speaking, it would not be so simply settled here...
"Constrain!"
Hua Yuan withdrew his attention from the other battlefield and focused on the little girl.
The Bone Chains of the Bull Head and Horse Face, the two great ghost messengers, were already coiling towards Mo Mo, who seemed completely stunned.
At the critical moment, Bai Yu stood out.
A halo of seven colors spread from his waist, transforming into white light with the change of the hand seals, and casting a long rainbow.
"White Rainbow Piercing Sun!"