Facing such a vast army, Fang Yushan felt deeply worried.
"Princess, don't be afraid, I've got everything under control!"
Liao Ping noticed Fang Jingmiao's nervousness and whispered softly.
"Hmm!"
Fang Jingmiao nodded slightly.
But the worries in Fang Jingmiao's heart were the same as Fang Yushan's.
They were from Jiangyuan Country; the Divine Land Martial Artists couldn't understand this despair.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
At that moment, in the alien camp, suddenly a raging flame burst forth, distorting the air in a kilometer's radius.
The Qi Blood fluctuation of this flame was not strong, merely at the peak of the Fourth Grade.
But the terrifying effect of this flame attracted the attention of the entire battlefield, even the Ninth-Grade Martial Artists were watching below.
Mo Kai and Fei Xiao wore smiles on their faces.
The official battle had yet to begin, and challenging before the battle was also a war tradition.
One-on-one, life or death.
