Chương 1171: Idiot

The floating mountain, this beautiful sacred mountain, was now engulfed in the flames of war.

Cold-blood Hall had almost turned out in full strength to attack the floating mountain.

The floating mountain sect had activated its defensive formation, but after many days of attacks from cold-blood Hall, the formation had already collapsed. A fierce battle was still going on.

Blood stained the entire divine mountain.

Cold-blood Hall was already stronger than the floating mountain sect. Plus, they had taken action quickly and occupied a large amount of Sky Eagle Castle territory. Many powerful existences in Sky Eagle Castle had surrendered to cold-blood Hall, so cold-blood Hall had completely suppressed the floating mountain sect.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A terrible roar came from the high sky. It was the battle between the two emperors of cold-blood Hall and the floating mountain. It was so intense that it was difficult to determine the winner.