The three great masters battled through dozens of moves, but Emperor Qing stood like an immortal godly wall, firmly blocking the attacks from Flame Emperor and Ghost Emperor.
"How can Ye Qing be so powerful?"
"Just like Tang Feng, so is Ye Qing. The Dragon Alliance... we truly cannot let it be."
"If Lu Ming has indeed died, this time, it's the perfect chance to uproot the Dragon Alliance completely."
Flame Emperor and Ghost Emperor communicated secretly, striking with all their might, but all their formidable methods were steadily caught by Emperor Qing.
"Help, save me..."
The wailing of Zhao Qiankun spread throughout Origin Magic City.
Because the light shield around his body was about to completely shatter, and the talisman on his forehead had dimmed to no light.
He felt as if one foot had already stepped into the abyss.
Better to be killed in one blow than to slowly step into the abyss, that creeping sensation of death, was far too terrifying.
