C786 Forbidden

"Puchi!"

The Golden-Armored Talisman that was connected to his mind exploded into a ball of essence. Mo Qianyi instantly felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and his face paled as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"This is a Practitioner Weapon crafted by the Three Great Four Extreme Realms. How could it be broken by you in one strike?" Mo Qianyi yelled in disbelief