The entire Immortal Ancient Dao Lake is boiling at this moment.
Exclamations, screams, and cries of sorrow are unending.
The beings of the three Immortal Ancient races have suffered countless deaths and injuries.
And now, even Ao Lie has fallen.
This makes Dragon Jade Pool's complexion extremely pale.
Jun Xiaoyao's true strength has exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Damn it!" Ao Zhan's face is also incredibly grim.
After the slaughter baptism of the Gate of Hell, there are less than ten beings left from the three major races.
Only Ao Zhan and the Celestial Pride of the Ancient Witch Race still have the power to fight.
However, even at the same realm, Ao Zhan has no confidence at all in dealing with Jun Xiaoyao.
In his heart, he even feels a kind of fear he has never felt before.
The Celestial Pride of the Ancient Witch Race feels the same, with eyes full of dread and fear.
"Except for the Little Witch God, no one can subdue him." This Celestial Pride thought to himself.
