Extreme Nether Monarch, Lord Fengzhu, and another Ghost King gathered together,
In front of them, three large black shields blocked the way,
"Extreme Nether Monarch, that's the Human Race's True Monarch Nine Swords, it's likely we won't get off easily today!" Lord Fengzhu's face was filled with panic,
He was only Tier Four Low-Grade, the weakest among the three,
The scene of True Monarch Nine Swords decapitating a Tier Four Middle-Grade Ghost King still replayed in his mind,
He knew that once he left the protection of these three large shields, only death awaited him!
"Lord Fengzhu, hold on, reinforcements will arrive quickly!"
"When the Holy Race's king arrives, what can True Monarch Nine Swords do? He will still face doom!"
As the three Ghost Kings huddled defensively, Zhou Xun and True Monarch Tianci, True Monarch Nine Swords encircled the three Ghost Kings,
Exchanged a glance, Zhou Xun transmitted to True Monarch Nine Swords:
"Elder Nine Swords, it's up to you next!"
