The white mist is like water, water is the utmost softness, endless and boundless, defeating those who are strong in attack.
However, the five-colored heavenly thunder is extremely firm and yang, something feared by demons and evil spirits.
At this moment, it had an unexpected effect, the thunder blade was domineering, with sizzling electric snakes frantically leaping, tearing apart the white mist, the three-pointed two-blade spear flashed coldly, with a tearing sound, slashing a huge crack, rushing inside, followed closely by the golden fire river, violently howling, crashing open this breach.
Chen Yuan quickly flew above the big ship, his pair of blazing divine eyes looked at the black shadow at the second-floor window, his cloak fluttered, raising his hand, lifting the spear above his head in a spin.
The resplendent golden fire river erupted like lava, suddenly sweeping open in golden fire waves.
"Go!"
