Outside of Danxia Peak, a huge battle, without any forewarning, suddenly erupted.
Xing Zonghan of Sky Blade Peak!
Ying Yang of Tianying Peak!
"It's you!"
"Come and retribute for the hundreds of my Xing family's dead souls!"
"Good, it saves me the trouble of finding you."
Spotting each other, the enemies face off, their eyes burning red with hatred.
Without any unnecessary words, the two engaged in battle right away.
The fluctuations of spirit power in the early stage of Foundation Establishment were shaking furiously, making all around silent in Luo Tian Creed.
A woman frowned, "Why is Xing Zonghan here at Danxia Peak?"
"Friend Miao Yu, it seems that what you should be concerned about right now is not this," Lu Rong said flatly, his eyes looking toward the distant mountains. He could sense a pair of icy eyes staring at him as if they were crossing space.
Miao Yu Fairy from Yuzhen Temple came back to her senses.