Then, those water droplets suddenly extended, transforming into tens of thousands of glinting silver needles.
As Lin Le's divine sense carefully felt them, he clearly perceived the interplay of two strands of spiritual Qi in his mind.
The formation is all about combination and transformation...
In the next moment, Jiang Baitao clapped his hands together. Accompanied by a piercing whistle, a waterfall of silver needles cascaded downwards, crashing fiercely!
Double Transformation: Golden Waterfall Needle.
In an instant, hundreds of holes appeared on the enemies within a few zhang, the ground's bricks were shattered, and stone fragments flew everywhere.
More than twenty enemies were pierced like sieves, while other cultivators shouted as they trampled over their bodies, charging inward.
Jiang Baitao had already raised his sword-pointing fingers.
"Explode!"
