Everyone's gaze was on Lu Ming.
None of them had been to the Tai Qing heavenly region or the battlefield before. Naturally, they had to rely on Lu Ming.
"Seniors, follow me!"
Lu Ming identified the direction and headed in the direction of two world city. The rest of the people followed him.
The battlefield they were in was not the battlefield of the illusionary emperors, the battlefield of the true emperors, or the battlefield of the great sovereigns. It was an ordinary battlefield.
Their auras were too powerful as they charged through the air with astonishing might.
On the way, some alien races encountered them, and their expressions changed. They turned and ran, but they were killed with a single punch by the Archean body cultivator.
They had encountered several waves of foreign races, but they were all killed by the enraged immemorial body cultivators.
