This mace came with a force like a rainbow, enough to split mountains and rivers.
Meng Jiangnu's long hair fluttered as she stood alone in mid-air, letting out a helpless and bitter wail, "Xilang, in this life, we are fated never to meet again!"
The Cow Head and Horse Face were right, although the Chaos Mother Qi was formidable, Meng Jiangnu could only summon a little of it.
The Qin King's Mace, wielded by the Cow Head and Horse Face, dispersed her divine soul with just one attack.
The second mace was about to strike, leaving no doubt that Meng Jiangnu's soul would scatter.
At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed before Meng Jiangnu, blocking the strike of the Qin King's Mace with a loud crash.
With a violent air current descending from the sky, the Great Wall was blasted apart by ten-odd meters, and the entire mountaintop was overturned.
Qin Feng, with a relic above his head, stood in front of Meng Jiangnu, facing Cow Head and Horse Face.
