"No, damn it!"
"Who ambushed me!!!"
Zong Ji was exasperated. His divine body which was more than 700 meters tall had yet to explode.
The golden light quickly retreated, and he was like a deflated balloon that flew in the air.
"Brother Zong!"
The general of the east gate, Ji Hong, panicked as well.
Zong Ji's strength was about the same as his. The person hiding in the dark could easily break through the divine body of Zong Ji.
By the same logic, once the other party launched a surprise attack, there was a high chance that he would be unable to escape.
"Idiot, you dare to be distracted while fighting with me!"
"Die!"
Opposite him, Bu Jingtian sneered. The 1,000-meter tall Qilin raised its claw and heavily slapped Ji Hong's chest. A huge wound appeared. Terrifying Qilin flames enveloped him and almost burned him to death. In just a few seconds, his divine body burned like a soldering iron, his entire body red.
