"Since you are so shameless, I no longer have any scruples. Let the blood rain of Jiuyao City wash away the darkness of Dashang and awaken the consciousness of the world!"

Elder Yi did not dare to drag on for fear of something unexpected happening. One of his biggest goals during this trip was to capture Luan Kang, the eldest son of Sixiang Hou.

Whoa!

The three red flame dragons abandoned other officials and headed straight for Luan Kang.

He has been locked by Elder Yi for a long time and it is impossible to let him escape.

Although Luan Kang is greedy for life and afraid of death, he is still a witch god after all. He also has a subordinate in the witch god realm and two heavenly witches to help him.

Seeing the attack coming, he didn't even think about it. He handed each of his three subordinates a statue of the Four Spirits, and immediately raised the Four Elephant Formation to protect himself.

"Good opportunity!"

Wanhua Zang, Li Qingwan and others looked at each other, not worried but happy. Now is the best time to break through the Red Flame Nine Dragon Cover.

But just now.

Boundless darkness spreads, and above the head is a mysterious man in black clothes and black robes, stepping on dark clouds and flying down in the sky.

"Why so slow?"

A trace of panic spread in the hearts of many officials.

The high morale of many people before has begun to extinguish, just like the sky above their heads, it is extremely gray and there is no hope.
Chapter completed!