"It's a pity our strength is still not enough!"
"If we were just a little stronger, we could sustain this longer!"
"Is there truly no other way?!"
Jiang Feiyu, Jian Yulin, and Wan Pengcheng all gritted their teeth, their hearts filled with anger and unwillingness.
Yang Luo took a deep breath and said, "There's no other way, we can only rely on ourselves now!
No matter the cost, we must keep fighting, even if it's just for one more minute!"
"Alright!"
"Let's fight!"
"Even if it means dying in battle, we must support the Daoist Ancestor through this calamity!"
Di Hong, Jiang Feiyu, Jian Yulin, and the others roared fiercely, ready to face death.
"Kill!!!"
Yang Luo shouted, leading the three Avatars, and charged madly into battle!
On the way up, he and the three Avatars grabbed the Dragon Emperor Sword, Yu Emperor Ruler, Fallen God Spear, and Immortal Slaying Spear!
