His eyes brimming with murderous intent, he looked at Ling Zixiao and took out two Talismans from his Storage Ring.
Upon activation of the two Talismans, one of them formed a layer of dazzling golden light, enveloping his entire body in protection.
The other Talisman transformed into a gigantic fireball, a full ten feet in diameter, and charged towards the Talisman Formation.
These were Third-Rank Talismans he had spent a great deal of money to procure for self-defense.
He hoped to use the Talismans to break the Talisman Formation and thus slay Ling Zixiao.
As long as Ling Zixiao was dead, he was confident he could deal with Lu Ping'an.
"Third-Rank Talismans."
Ling Zixiao had already anticipated that a False Core Patriarch like Sima Tong would have plenty of tricks up his sleeve, so he immediately cast a Talisman towards the Talisman Formation.
This Talisman was extraordinary, clearly exuding the aura of a Third-Rank Talisman.
"Boom boom boom——"