"Shua shua shua shua shua shua"
The shadows of fighting souls emerged from the billowing murderous aura on the ancient battlefield. They were wearing ancient black iron armor and holding black Spears. Even their faces were covered by black iron masks. Each of the fighting souls exuded a strong fighting spirit.
Although his body had died, his fighting spirit had not been extinguished!
Then, there was an ear-piercing demonic sound of gold and iron colliding in the ancient battlefield. Broken ancient chariots rushed out of the black evil Qi. There were many fighting souls standing on them. They were covered in black armor and held black Spears. The murderous Qi swept through the world.
These broken ancient chariots were full of knife marks and arrow holes, as if they had experienced the baptism of blood and fire, revealing the vicissitudes of time.
"Roar!"
