Outside the sky towering city, the battle cries were deafening. The two races soon collided with each other. The entire sky and land were in chaos, with all kinds of battle cries and rumbles.
The scene was too shocking, and it was the first time for most of the people to experience it. In addition, the war drums on the city gate tower thundered, and the earth shook. Their blood was immediately set on fire.
The entire sky was filled with the tentacles of the anemone race. They were in clusters, each tensed up. From a distance, it looked like a field of cotton. A large number of tentacles had been cut off and scattered in the sky. It was a hazy scene.
Yunxiao took out a bronze beast mask and put it on his face, controlling his strength to be at the level of an eight-stars martial Supreme. At the same time, he took out an eighth-grade saber and followed Liang Yuanji to fight.
