Similarly, the Storm Fierce Foxes, too, were Innate Supreme Saints, their bodies extending more than three hundred meters in length.
Their fur was red, looking from afar like bundles of burning flames, their life force intensely hot, perfectly adapted to the environment of the Abyss.
However, forming a straight line corresponding to their spine, a series of abrupt wind holes were neatly arranged.
As soon as a killing intent was revealed, the wind holes began to jet air, a pair of wind wings resembling butterfly wings spread open, and the wind arrows hanging on them were shot densely, filling the sky.
"Ah!"
The Golden Crow fledglings fluttered their wings to defend themselves, forced to ascend in altitude.
Ye Hanjun, however, led Ye Liuying, and descended directly from the sky.
Along the way, he held the Sword Thunder Child, casually whipping down several lightning lashes that obliterated the arrows blocking out sunlight, which then disappeared even faster.
