"Come! Aren't you guys trying to outlive me? Come on!"
Tang Hao turned his head and looked at the remaining seven old monsters.
He grabbed the cauldron, swallowed a mouthful of divine liquid, and then burst out.
"Hurry up! Stop him!"
The seven of them roared and attacked together.
After a while, one of them was crushed by Tang Hao's furnace and then swallowed.
With one less person, their strength would decrease even more.
After fighting for a while longer, they were in unspeakable pain. The more they fought, the weaker they became. As for that brat, he became stronger and stronger. He was so fierce that he was a mess.
When there was one less person, they couldn't hold on any longer and turned to run.
Seeing this, the nine-colored race members were all stunned.
Eight top powerhouses had joined forces to attack one person, but the final result was that three of them had died and five had escaped.
They could not accept this at all!
