What's going on?!
Xuanyuan Jing's eyes widened in shock, her eyebrows tightly furrowed as she exerted all her strength to try to thrust the Silver Sword into Dongmen Buju's body.
However, no matter how much effort she put in, she couldn't break through that one millimeter of distance.
At the same time.
Dongmen Buju chuckled lightly, not considering Xuanyuan Jing at all. It was as if Su Yuankun, Qing Lin, and Xuanyuan Jing were already dead.
He remained silent, but suddenly a thin layer of black light appeared on him, and from that black light, a dragon's head leapt out, baring its fangs and claws, wrapping around Xuanyuan Jing's Silver Sword, inching towards Xuanyuan Jing.
The light on the Silver Sword was also gradually being devoured, losing its dazzling brilliance and being covered by darkness.
Xuanyuan Jing was stunned, seeing she couldn't pierce through, she thought of pulling back.
