When the moon had risen to its peak.
Two flying boats, over a hundred glints, dragon horses charging on, all advancing with a grandeur that stirred up a whirlwind.
Stepping on the moonlight, they hurriedly arrived.
"Friend Nangong!"
"Friend Li!"
Hearing these two greetings, the two armies gradually came to a stop.
Nangong Jin hunched over in fatigue and looked at the battlefield of Gaoling Plains, his face a pale shade of defeat.
The scent of blood was so strong that it could make one nauseous.
He bitterly laughed. "It seems you all aren't faring much better than us."
Those words were somewhat grating.
However, when Luo Chen saw only a dozen of late stage Qi Refinement Cultivators remaining on Nangong Family's flying boat, he could only sigh.
The other side, was in an even worse state than his Luo Tian Creed!
The formidable Nangong Family had sailed into The Great River District, while not invincible, they were still a formidable force.