C189 The way of the prophecy

The crisp sound of metal clanging could be heard from the handle of the umbrella. A faint crack appeared on the umbrella.

A thick layer of astral energy also covered Qiu Jianji's hands. If he had not removed the black umbrella in time, the damage to the black umbrella would have been even greater.

"What a powerful sword. Hur Hur. It seems that it is not an ordinary item