On the battlefield.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Whether it was the nine-colored clan, the human race, or the descendants of gods, all of their gazes were cast in one direction.
There, two figures were engaged in a fierce battle.
One was the nine-colored tribe's Supreme Oracle, and the other was one of the leaders of the human race, a heaven-defying genius with the title of ruler!
The result of this battle would determine the outcome of this war.
Everyone held their breath.
"Kill him, Tang kid!"
Among the humans, Liu heihu was shouting.
Even though he hated this Tang guy and wanted to take revenge even in his dreams, this was definitely not the time. He hated this group of nine-colored clan B * stards even more.
On the creation warship, the old locust tree, master Yu, and the creator were all worried and nervous.
Clang clang clang!
The concentrated sounds were like thunder, constantly exploding.
