The battlefield was in chaos, with roars echoing all around.
"Lantern Shadow Shield! Lantern Shadow..."
The woman in the white dress held an oil-paper umbrella, surrounded by several green lanterns, constantly retreating backward.
But the sky was filled with weapons, and the robe of the Jade Venerable fluttered, danger was everywhere.
What was even more despairing was that the Heroine Divine Sculpture and Faceless Jade Venerable hung over her head like a sword, ready to take her life at any moment.
When the intensity of battle reached the level of the gods, nowhere was truly safe.
Even if you fought your way through thousands of troops, escaping kilometers away, in the next second, the magnificent form of a God might crash down upon you.
"Hoo~"
Qingying abruptly opened the oil-paper umbrella, resisting diagonally upward, the umbrella shadows knocked away several flying swords, causing her momentum to halt.
A terrifying pressure surged from the west.
