Ji Hao counted carefully. Not including Yamo Di, sixty-seven elders floated above the Highest Conference Hall!
Sixty-seven Sun and Moon stage powerful beings, who were as strong as Supreme Magi… They were a part of Yu Clan's top-grade force, a part of the heavy mountain laid upon the alliance of human clans by the non-humankind for the past countless years. They were also the strongest tentacle for the non-humankind to crazily plunder resources from Pan Gu world, and drain the blood of human beings.
On the back of the destructive weapon, twenty-four pairs of wings spread out, as a dark mist spread all over the sky.
Sixty-seven thumb-sized dark beams of light fiercely penetrated the chests of these elders, leaving beautiful arcs in the sky along with a world-destroying power vibration. The sixty-seven elders, the strongest, top-grade force of Yu Dynasty, screamed in pain. Like butterflies in a storm, they weakly fell from the sky.