In the mortal world, weapons clashed, and blood flowed like rivers, while the heavens inherently possessed benevolent virtues.
Who dared to charge and break through when even demons' courage shattered and their hearts trembled in fear!
Lang Fanyun, this demon, was already wildly unrestrained, treating the Zero Desolate Army as nothing, charging and ramming arbitrarily, truly domineering and tyrannical.
However, the moment Hong Yuan appeared, he struck terror into Lang Fanyun's heart, and his face underwent a drastic change.
Dead, I'll definitely die!!!
Lang Fanyun trembled all over, not daring to think further, hurriedly abandoning Li Jianqiu to return to the safety of his own central forces.
Hong Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly. "You go support the battle. Let me meet this wild wolf alone."
Having spoken, a blue light flashed in Hong Yuan's hands as he tightly clutched the Flood Gathering War Banner.
