"Does anyone have any good ideas?" Duanmu Cang's eyes flickered.
Xie ting's eyes were filled with despair as he said, " "This is the combination of a true spirit and brutal soul with a divine armor. It's almost like a god-level existence. It's just one power against ten. No matter how we fight, it's useless."
don't be too pessimistic, " Yunxiao said with a sneer. if he were really an immortal state being, we would have been annihilated by the blow just now. Do you think we would still have the chance to talk here? "
"That's right. A hundred thousand years ago, the heaven patrolling Bulldog had been severely injured. After its soul was fused into the puppet, it had fallen to the immortal state after the passage of time. The power of the attack just now was not even one percent of its full power."
Beifeng Nan stared at the sky-patrolling bull and said with a complicated expression.
