The reddish-gold Thunder Soul Power was dazzling, hopping and climbing onto nine spherical Metallic Components.
Under the stimulus of the Soul Power, the Metallic Components instantly transformed into metallic liquid, enveloping the sword-like Elemental Components within, and the black Thunder Night Sword, decorated with golden patterns, firmly landed in Lin Qian's hands.
Zhou Yi'an was very familiar with the black broad-bladed sword adorned with thunder; he had seen it countless times.
But this time, he felt it was unfamiliar, and even Lin Qian in front of him seemed like a stranger.
The reddish-gold Thunder Soul Power and White Orchid Ice Cold Soul Power intertwined within the same person, and two different Ancestor Level Martial Souls successfully armed with Elemental Weapons, one in each hand.
Such a scene, Zhou Yi'an, Fang Shuiwen, and Yang Gui Xiang, the three of them couldn't even dare to imagine, let alone appear before their own eyes.
