More than 200 masters of the late Nascent Soul from Tianlong rode swords, lights, spears and shadows to kill more than 100 panicked, but had no choice but to fight against the powerhouses of other countries.
True essence was like blazing fire, murderous aura was like rainbow.
Hundreds of people suddenly formed a ball, and the void was covered with colorful rays of light. From time to time, a few sword lights leaked out and slammed into the tall building not far away. Immediately, Ripples appeared out of thin air, and despite the powerful blows from the late Nascent Soul, they failed to leave the slightest trace on it.
The other forces of Yan Huang did not participate in the war, and Chen Han and others, who were only protected by a few Tianlong masters, immediately felt a little bad.
"Dizzy... Why did Grandpa say that? If Tianlong has to take action, if the forces from all sides don't go up to help, wouldn't they have time to deal with us?"