Chương 1819: This battle of 1820 must be won!

Although he said this, Ling Gusong was secretly surprised. He had seen su Yanhua and the others a few times. The last time he saw them, they were still at the peak of true essence realm. How did they all advance to sky essence realm in one go?

Although it was only a step away, Ling Gusong knew that this step was like a chasm for most Warriors. If only one of them had found an opportunity to break through, it would have been fine. How could so many people have broken through?

Strange, there must be something strange about this.

"All of you, come back!" Ling Chuxi shouted in a deep voice.

Su Yanhua and the others wanted to say something, but when they saw the reprimanding look in Ling Chuxi's eyes, they all shut their mouths and unwillingly retreated.

"I thought that there would be a few hot-blooded people among the younger generation of the Golden elixir sect. It seems that I have overestimated you." Ling Gusong said in a sarcastic tone.