In the blink of an eye,
Jiang Ding's grey-blue Escaping Light had already broken through into the 50-kilometer range.
Though slightly slower than a Golden Pill Monk's escaping speed, it was considerably faster than that of the Foundation-building Peak Cultivators, even outpacing the flight speed of the Air-Space Warplanes.
"Fall back!"
Jin Lingfeng had a strange feeling.
She felt as though she were experiencing what many seniors of the fairy gate had gone through, being pursued by a Taoist disciple of the Nine Great Immortal Sects.
Under her command, the thirty-six Air-Space Warplanes turned at an angle, retreating to the rear.
"Release!"
The Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi within a radius of more than ten kilometers trembled incessantly as the Third-rank Military Formation operated intricately and complexly, channeling power into the thirty-six Hunter missiles.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
