The surrounding space violently trembled under the impact of this aura, like a shattered drum being struck by a heavy hammer, emitting a buzzing cry of lament.
Immediately after, in the void, Lin Jin's hundred-foot Primordial Spirit quickly condensed, shrouded in dark green mist, overlooking the Golden-winged Roc with eyes full of murderous intent.
The Primordial Spirit of someone in the Divinity Transformation Realm, in a life-and-death battle, could possess certain enhancement abilities based on themselves, and their attacks would be even more powerful.
"Come on!" Lin Jin's Primordial Spirit looked at Zhou Qing, and a dark green longsword appeared directly in his hand.
The longsword was enveloped in poisonous mist, slashing directly towards Zhou Qing.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing remained calm, immediately replenishing the Spiritual Power and vitality stored in the golden petals.
