"Brother Dao, take care!"
"Brother Dao, take care!"
Chen Hao and Li Qiyuan gave Hong Yuan a solemn look before they leaped into the fray, joining the fierce battle against Ye Qing and Lin Wenti.
At this moment, at Phoenix Creek, Hong Yuan and Li Jianqiu were locked in a confrontation once more, their auras clashing like the points of two needles.
No further words were needed; everything would be decided by life and death.
In the heavens above and the earth below, two figures transformed into streaks of white and black light. The torrent of the Human Tao and the Demon Clan's Yun Dynasty fiercely collided, their various Tao Marks intertwining and annihilating each other.
This battle was both fierce and dangerous; a single mistake could lead to instant death. It was a struggle between human and demon, a clash of Divine Powers, and most of all, a fight to the death of will and spirit.
And in the foremost cluster of palaces, the war that erupted was even more perilous.
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