C209 Mystery Martial Spirit Jing'an Loose Mouth

But in the end, it still disintegrated into a group of nine colored sword shadow s, and was unable to merge with the soul of the Ning Po.

"Ning, Hidden Dragon Sword Soul!"

Ling Tian gave another low shout as the hundred thousand sword shadow s behind him went against their orders, instantly condensing into a sixty meter tall sword-shaped Martial Soul!

On the sword radiating white light