Chương 1584: Emperor of holy war

At the same time, evil spirit and a few other Saints also attacked together, aiming at one person.

Bang!

After blocking Shakyamuni's attack, the man was attacked by several other Saints. He couldn't resist at all. With a scream, his body was cracked and he died on the spot.

Wizard King spirit-devouring turned into a cloud of black smoke and absorbed all the blood.

"Not good!"

The other Saints were all shocked.

Shakyamuni's strength was already shocking enough. Now, he had absorbed the blood of another Saint. His strength must be even more terrifying.

"Let's go!"

The dozen Saints didn't dare to continue fighting. They turned around and ran.

They came from different sects and weren't of one mind. At this moment of life and death, they all wanted to escape and let the others block them.

"Hehehe, if you want to escape, you'll all die!"

Master Spirit-devouring sneered and chased after the Saints with a few evil spirit Saints.