"Alright then, we'll join forces and get rid of this old demon first!" Immortal Chongyang took a few steps forward and launched an attack on the left protector with great decisiveness.
The two of them were mortal enemies.
"Hmph, a group of fireflies dare to fight against the bright moon?" The left protector's lips curled into a cold smile. She did not feel any pressure from adding more opponents.
On the contrary, he was full of fighting spirit. His Dao was like this, the Dao of killing, which could become stronger and stronger in the face of life and death.
"Who's the Firefly and who's the bright moon, it's still not clear yet. What an arrogant tone! This time, I, origin yang immortal, will try to comprehend it!" The peak immortal old man next to immortal Chongyang also charged out.
