"Third Ancestor!"
Watching the Old Ancestor die a tragic death, Zheng Guiqiong was startled and shouted in grief, "Great Ancestor, Second Ancestor, you must be careful!"
Since the great battle began, the Holy Qionghua Land had lost four Emperor realm Martial Artists. Just now, the Third Ancestor had also fallen, leaving only the last two Emperor realm Old Ancestors.
"Strike together!"
The Great Ancestor of the Holy Qionghua Land had a solemn look; in her pupils, a seven-colored flower bud appeared, blooming with brilliant rays of light.
In the next moment, her longsword was unsheathed. A brilliant seven-colored Sword Qi spread out, traversing heaven and earth as it slashed towards the Bei Wei Army.
"Defend!" the Deputy General of the Bei Wei Army roared.
Hearing the command, the Bei Wei Army soldiers quickly changed formation. Infinite blood-red light erupted from their bodies, connecting together in the void above their heads to form a blood-colored protective barrier.
BOOM!
