Jing Yan's heart shook.
He saw that Chang Hao's skin was actually turning blue, and even his eyes were flashing blue light.
Jing Yan could clearly feel that Chang Hao's aura was rapidly increasing.
And within wave after wave of aura, Chang Hao's divine soul seemed to be expanding as well.
Jing Yan cautiously became vigilant.
"Little beast, your time to die has come." Chang Hao violently swung the blue longsword in his hand, his expression twisted.
The power of this sword actually increased significantly, with its power at least increasing by more than thirty percent.
"How is this possible? Could it be that he's burning his own divine soul?" Jing Yan's mind turned, but his hands showed no hesitation.
While deploying the Sky Wings, the Colorful Sword Light surged forth majestically.
"Boom!" The two sword lights collided, fiercely tearing at each other.
"Pfft!" Jing Yan's body was directly sent flying.
