C493 Qing Yang Hao

"Seven Seals, appear!"

Chu Kuangsheng shouted in a low voice. Seven purple-gold light seals suddenly soared into the sky and hovered in the sky.

"Merge!"

In the next moment, he took a step forward and clenched his fist, aiming his palm at the shadow of the Sacred Spirit.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Seven purple-gold light seals suddenly charged out