"How could this happen?"
Watching the elders fall like leaves, blood flowing like a river, Hua Zu trembled, his face ashen.
He knew that this time the attack on the Qin Dynasty Immortal Court had failed!
With two Immortal Emperor puppets and a group of monstrous officials, the Qin Dynasty Immortal Court would completely rise, unstoppable, even if the Literary Lord descended, it would be useless.
"What are you standing there for? Run!"
On another battlefield, Hua Zu urgently urged, his eyes full of panic, he pushed his movement technique to the limit, transforming into a ray of light and flew away into the distance.
Hearing Hua Zu's voice, Ci Zu also reacted, now was not the time for a daze, escaping was the priority.
Without hesitation, he immediately retreated, preparing to distance himself from the Qin Dynasty Immortal Court.
Escape!
Only by escaping!
Was there hope for revenge, to convey the news to the Literary Lord, and devise a strategy.
