Boom!
The world trembled as the aura of the blood fiend race spread out. An ancient battlefield appeared.
Immediately after, an army of blood fiends appeared.
"They're here."
Xiang Xing's expression was solemn. With a wave of his hand, more than a thousand puppets appeared, spreading out in all directions.
Meanwhile, Wang Luo rose into the air. With a wave of his hands, pills shot out in all directions, flickering with rays of light.
Hua Ziying retreated quickly to intercept the cultivators who had sensed the commotion.
Xiang Xing and Wang Luo each took a side. The formation was activated, and rays of light shot into the sky. A huge barrier enveloped the blood fiend army and the ancient battlefield.
Immediately after, countless flames surged out of the barrier.
Roar!
