Lu Xuanji comforted, "Xiaoxue, the situation won't deteriorate like that..."
Shi Xue said, "Look, they have already arrived!"
Lu Xuanji looked up, only to see the sky turning pitch black, with one black cloud after another appearing in succession, continuously sweeping over, pressing onto the void, enshrouding the territory of the Feather Demon Race.
In the black clouds, terrifying auras appeared one after another.
These were the auras of Tribulation Crossing, about a hundred Tribulation Crossing Great Powers descended here, among them three auras were the most terrifying, precisely at the Ninth Layer of Tribulation Crossing.
In the void, endless flames were burning, with battleships one after another, stretching on endlessly, dignified and imposing, on the battleships stood a group of cultivators from the Demon Race, exuding an aura of flames, precisely cultivators from the Flame Demon Race. Their auras were domineering, carrying an aura of destruction, descending in the east.
