"Kill!"
Zu Xuangang waved his hand vigorously and coldly shouted!
Those palaces and pavilions, one by one the mountains, crushing and surging upward!
The Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals also charged into the fray!
In an instant!
Clang Clang Clang!
Boom Boom Boom!
The sounds of collisions and explosions echoed endlessly, shaking Heaven and Earth, stirring the eight desolations!
Great swathes of energy and light burst like volcanic eruptions, flooding torrents breaching the banks, surging towards all directions!
Yang Luo and his seven companions were blown away at the same time, blood spraying in midair, their injuries worsening!
Whereas Tu Zhen Shan and Zu Xuangang were only blasted a few steps back, stabilizing their footing!
Tu Zhen Shan said coldly, "Although these eight fellows haven't reached the Heavenly Immortal Perfected Stage, their strength is indeed impressive!
It seems that if we do not get serious, we will not be able to slay them!"
