At the same time, two figures flashed from beside Wang Yu, one of them with both palms out, heavily striking toward Yuchi Hui.
Dao Pattern: Mirage Qi!
The wind roared, clouds rose, and in an instant, Yuchi Hui was enveloped by the colorful cloud qi, corroding his body, and the toxic cloud began to contaminate his flesh.
Strange flowers and plants, fierce beasts and birds, pavilions and towers, weapons and swords... Various illusions of illusion and reality, truth and falsehood, dazzling and difficult to resist.
It was the Original Shengyi Sect Leader, Qian Ji.
Another person erupted with a hundred purple light bands around him, with each light band ending in a star-like glow.
That star glow swiftly transformed into weapon shapes: swords, guns, spears and halberds, axes, hooks and forks, maces and rings, spikes and bombs...
In the next instant, these hundred star-like weapons poured down on Yuchi Hui like a storm.
Dao Pattern: Hundred Stars!
