Guan Ao was physically strong, but in terms of attacking, he seemed much clumsier compared to these Evil Gods.
At the same time, both Bag God and Jackal-headed God were not idle either. One opened its mouth, sucking towards Ling Weizi among the crowd of cultivators resisting the Incense Fire Dao, and the other, like a wolf worshiping the moon, directed the moonlight towards Hu Zaixi.
Another Evil God, whose face was as wide as paper, sent out sheets of paper flying towards Qiu Zhongqiu, looking much like New Year paintings.
Watching the four approaching peak Class IV cultivators of the Incense Fire Dao and the actions of the Evil Gods, Wang Ba's expression was as calm as still water.
Behind him, seven or eight Nascent Souls of the Wanxiang Sect quickly overtook him, each cautioning,
"Chief Division Master, be careful!"
They then faced their respective opponents.
Watching Ling Weizi being uncontrollably sucked in by Bag God, and the moonlight about to fall on Hu Zaixi...
