Dozens of Armadillo Clan members covered in golden scales pounced towards the Xia Clan mineral vein. Without saying anything else, they immediately attacked. Their bodies glowed with golden light as they extended their golden claws and clawed at the mineral vein.
Its huge claws seemed to be able to grab a mine that was hundreds of millions of miles long like an earthworm.
The might of the heavens was undefeatable. The Xia Clan members felt helpless. The experts of the upper races were not something the two Ping Clans could compare to. At this moment, they could only rely on the Great Elder.
Lu Ming held his spear and stood at the highest point of the mineral vein. With a shake of the spear, dozens of spear lights shot out and pierced through the sky.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Dozens of golden claws retracted, and every claw was pierced through. A bloody hole appeared, and golden blood flowed out.
