"Pa! Pa!"
Two loud crashes.
Elinora and Shen Yun were simultaneously flung away.
The two of them flew backwards several kilometers.
Divine-level creatures' attacks are not so easily handled.
Watching as the Insect Emperor's attack was about to strike.
At this moment, Han Xing said, "You Divine Sons and Daughters from the big clans, have you got any more tricks? Use them all!"
"This time out, didn't your elders give you any means of self-defense?"
However, as they looked at Han Xing, their eyes also carried a sense of helplessness.
The previous endless trials had forced them to use too many trump cards.
Even if they had more, they would have long been used up.
Even Elinora's combat form had already been unleashed.
This shows they indeed had reached the end of their rope.
And this also indicates.
This Insect Race's purpose of draining everyone's strength through endless trials has been achieved.
At this point.
The Little Giant Spirit King had fainted.
