In the midst of the heavenly soldiers and generals, the man leading them had two blue wings sprouting from his back and was dressed in silver armor. He was thin and held a golden staff in his hand. It was none other than the Thunder Division Heavenly General, who Shen Luo had barely managed to defeat earlier.
Behind the Thunder Division Heavenly General stood twenty heavenly soldiers, all of whom were at the Great Mahayana stage in their cultivation.
"How is it possible that you can summon heavenly soldiers and generals! Who on earth are you?" The huge dark-faced man gazed at Shen Luo without immediately making a move.
"Brother Ao, this man is far more powerful than us. If we fight hard, we will definitely suffer. Can you notify the Dragon King to send someone to help?" Shen Luo, not answering the dark-faced man's question, communicated with Ao Hong through voice transmission.
