In a range of mountains, thousands of Demon Dao cultivators were scattered around.
Moreover, there were numerous warships floating in the void, emitting astonishing waves of spiritual power.
A cultivator in a red robe, somewhat small in stature, stood in the void with narrow and icy eyes.
"Move!"
Suddenly, the red-robed cultivator shouted aloud**. His body suddenly took a step forward, like lightning, landing on one of the warships.**
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Instantly, five warships ascended, accompanied by layers of arrays rising.
On the ground, there were still over a thousand Demon Dao cultivators, each employing their methods, piloting flying Dharma treasures, protecting the surroundings.
Then the warships slowly increased speed, and all sorts of flying Dharma treasures rapidly followed.
"Yinn Huai, you can't escape!"
At that moment, a figure suddenly broke through the air, followed by a flying sword shooting out like lightning.
