A chilling voice emerged from Li Dongxu's mouth, as a scepter exuding bizarre and sinister aura appeared in his hand. He stared at Ye Xiaoyao and said, "The scepter in my hand is called Senluo Hell, and it can send your so-called Five Dragons of Huaxia into hell in an instant. Today, I will use it against you, which is quite an honor for you."
"Go!"
Li Dongxu pointed the scepter, and spectral patterns suddenly emerged, invading Ye Qingtian.
"Is this supposed to be Senluo Hell?"
Ye Qingtian shook his head slightly, extended his right hand, and punched towards those spectral patterns.
"Bang!"
The fist hit those patterns accurately, and the patterns retreated visibly.
In an instant, they reverted into the scepter.
"How is this possible?"
Li Dongxu was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scepter in his hand.
This was his most powerful weapon, and in the Dark World, he had encountered many strong adversaries, many of whom were equal to the Five Dragons of Huaxia.
