บท 671: The Self-Destruct of a Martial Saint

The armies of both sides charged towards each other like a tide.

Instantly, the entire world trembled in front of the two armies. The three legions were the main force, forming a shuttle formation. Their morale rose greatly, and they seemed invincible.

The Divine Martial Army was in the middle, while the Divine Wind Army and the Divine Dragon Army flanked them. Millions of soldiers followed closely behind.

"Kill them!"

“..”

Heaven-shaking shouts and earth-shattering attacks erupted.

Martial Saint Ming Luo and the others floated in the sky. As long as the other party's Martial Saint did not fight, they would not attack.

However, they all understood that this was impossible. The other party had brought out more than a hundred Martial Saints. They were definitely going to make a move. Moreover, they were going to kill all the Martial Saints in the Xiaoyao Dynasty.