The surrounding houses collapsed like paper, the smoke and dust billowed, covering the sky;
Even the distant city walls shook with huge cracks as if they would collapse at any moment.
The battle was on the verge, instantly reaching a fever pitch.
Bloodlight and firelight intertwined, illuminating the dim sky, igniting every corner of Ning City.
Gu Dingjiang and the other two were pureblood great monarchs of the Blood Race, their powers unfathomable, with blood-colored forces that were eerie and dominating. Every move carried the power to destroy mountains.
Gu Dingjiang gathered a blood-colored long spear in his hand, with a rich blood-colored aura swirling around it.
Where the spearhead pointed, the air was pierced, thrusting fiercely towards the formation of the five giant spirits.
