"Soul Thousand Arrow Rain!" Zhang Xiaohao roared once again.
Terrifying Soul Power surged, shooting fiercely in all directions.
"Ah..."
Piercing screams erupted swiftly from the mouths of the disciples of the thirty-three branches.
No matter the level of their cultivation, as long as they were struck by the Soul Thousand Arrow Rain, their bodies instantly corroded into puddles of pus.
When everything settled down again.
The original force of seven to eight thousand had been slain in large numbers, now only less than two thousand remained.
Slashing so many people in one breath, using such a big move, even Zhang Xiaohao felt a bit overwhelmed.
"Hoo!" He exhaled a long breath of foul air.
The True Qi inside his body had been depleted by a great deal, almost exhausted, after the consecutive outbursts just now.
Immediately, he flipped his hand, took out Elixirs that restored True Qi from the Shennong Ring, and swallowed them by the handful.
