In the crowd watching the battle below, Liu Ming's gaze sharpened.
Brother Sun didn't pay any attention to this; he had just freed himself and clapped his hands together, casting a spell. Suddenly, the white beams shooting out from the eight white light mirrors around him exploded all at once, turning into countless densely packed light arrows that shot out fiercely.
The sounds of whooshing filled the air!
The black bear face was instantly submerged by the rain of white arrows, penetrated by numerous holes, and let out a howl before it collapsed into nothing.
Seeing this, the burly black-skinned man's expression hardened, and he let out a low shout. His body was suddenly engulfed by a surge of black demonic qi. Not only his hands, his entire body quickly grew dense black hair.
From a distance, the man looked like a huge black furry ball hanging in midair.