"Ah!" Red Leaf panicked.
While the Armor-Clad Dragonmen's spear was already pointing directly at Fang Hong.
But there was another person by Fang Hong's side at this moment, a Zhan Lan spear came thrusting from the side, clashing with the other spear with a clang. Sparks flew, and the Armor-Clad Dragonmen took only one step back, while the Elf Girl holding the Hailin Spear was nearly sent flying.
"Miss Atira!" Fang Hong exclaimed.
But the latter had just landed, she sprang up agilely, rolling over on the ground, her emerald eyes looking at the Dragonmen Warrior Leader and began to chant, "People of Ameya born upon the Earth, the land of spirits' eternal slumber, is the abode of nature."
She pushed her hands upwards—
The Armor-Clad Dragonmen paused for a moment, feeling a slight tremor in the ground, looking around, when suddenly with a roar, a wall of vines burst forth from the slate floor, entangling it.
