No time at all for Lu Jin'an to catch his breath!
On the city wall, Fang Sanjie clenched his fists, seeing the Saint Heir still taking the initiative to attack, he restrained the impulse to have other Immortals help.
The Sect Master did not speak, and the Saint Heir did not evade the sharp edge of the Demon Emperors... it's best not to act unnecessarily.
Taking the opportunity to continuously eliminate the Demon Clan's living forces is what I should be doing!
On the Sky Dome, whether it's Xiong Qiong, Feng Qingxuan, or Fu Yuan, at this moment, their hearts are filled with Lu Jin'an's killing intent. But ironically, Zheng Dongliu, Shangguan Qizheng, Pei Wanyu, and Huang Ningshang are keeping them occupied.
Although the number of Demon Saints surpasses that of the Human Clan, the free Divine Immortals can form formations to confront them at this time.
In terms of coordination, the Demon Clan has never been a match for the Human Clan.
"Don't rush."
