At this moment, those being besieged in the intense battles above and below were not having a good time.
Xie Tian was frantically fleeing, with Tian Xin and dozens of true genius Immortals desperately chasing him from behind. Deadly intentions rose frequently on both sides, constant killings occurring, rendering him in a terribly difficult situation.
Luo Qing was forced to retreat hurriedly as seventeen supreme experts frequently employed their techniques. Millions of miles around Tuocheng turned to ash, and waves in the Heavenly Expansion Strait rose thousands of feet high, roaring like thunder, almost apocalyptic.
Even so, what Luo Qing thought of was not to rise up and annihilate the dozen or so ants before him; in his mind, there were only the four words "Stealing Heaven's Power."
The older one gets, the more obstinate one becomes, especially for an Immortal who had lived for an indeterminate amount of time?
