"Looking for death!" The Immovable Ming King was thoroughly angered, especially that mocking smile at the corner of Tang Zheng's mouth, which made him feel ashamed and feel like a fool. The spark that was naturally adorned around him like air immediately ignited into a raging flame and instantly enveloped his body.
Without Tang Zheng deliberately shouting, the Conquerors were already in full firepower. Lu Fan swung his right hand, the sand surged towards the Buddha statue like a tide, aiming to submerge them. Chu Baichuan threw hand grenades. Already being explosives, under the influence of power, the power of these hand grenades increased more than tenfold. Clusters of fires surged among the Buddha statues and limbs flew everywhere.
The Buddha statues hurried to dodge, some that were not affected by the attack immediately began to counterattack, they spit out the True Word, then leaped into the air, smashing down from the sky.
