"Your Majesty, follow me back to the city first, be careful of sneak attacks!"
Li Cunxiao flew to Qin Jun and whispered, being able to become the leader of this divine army, the opponent must be very strong, perhaps not weaker than Yuan Hong.
Qin Jun couldn't help but laugh and cry, who would dare to sneak attack me?
My people are all over the city and the sky!
At that moment, the leader of the hundred thousand heavenly soldiers shouted loudly, "Attack!"
As the shout rang out, the hundred thousand heavenly soldiers swooped down like a torrential downpour, resembling the collapse of the sky itself, sending the several hundred thousand troops of the Four Divine Sect scrambling in all directions in terror, scattering like monkeys fleeing a fallen tree. Zheng Po's life and death remained uncertain, and faced with the hundred thousand heavenly soldiers, they naturally lacked the courage to resist and chose to flee.