The wings of the Roc, nearly ten meters in length, carried a dark gleam like black flames burning through, mixing the Demon Energy, Evil Qi, and Heavenly Light together. Though only a meter away from detaching, they imparted a particularly horrifying effect.
Qin Ming used the Jade Iron Blade to strike, barely cutting in, still a foot away from its wings. It felt like sinking into a quagmire, as a terrifying wave of force nearly shook the blade out of his hand.
With a loud boom, he was sent flying by the flap of the Black Roc's wings, the mixture of Heavenly Light and Evil Qi striking him, almost dispersing his own Heavenly Light Force.
Qin Ming flew backwards for over twenty meters, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth, crashing to the ground, his body staggering, nearly collapsing.
In mid-air, the Black Roc stood upright, its wings spread like two arms at its sides, its body steaming with a thick dark gleam and Evil Qi, like black flames raging against the sky.
