The mountains collapsed, and rocks pierced the sky.
Countless boulders, like falling stars, shrieked and howled as they crashed down upon everyone in the canyon.
Qin Yuanjiang stared at the scene in astonishment.
What had originally been certain death now seemed to have gained a sliver of hope?
"Defend!"
He barked the order and immediately took out a defensive Magic Tool to fend off the countless falling rocks.
The two Junior Brothers behind him did the same.
Yet amid the countless boulders raining from the heavens, resisting them was extremely arduous despite their abilities.
Just as they were about to perish, a sturdy figure leaped into the canyon.
He stood before the three of them and propped up a tattered small shield with one hand.
The small shield expanded with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it grew to a full zhang across, sheltering the three of them behind it.
"You are?"
Qin Yuanjiang stared at the person's back in surprise.
The man did not answer. Instead, he irritably cursed.
"Luo Chen's strength is growing stronger and stronger!"
Qin Yuanjiang was horrified when he heard this.
He looked up, only then suddenly realizing that the person above the canyon looked exceedingly familiar.
Was he not Luo Chen, the master of the Luo Tian Association, whom Qin Yuanjiang had seen not long ago?
Did he save me?
As he stood shocked, the exclamations of the two Junior Brothers behind him rang out.
"Look at those people from the Flame Alliance!"
"Good! The more miserably they die, the better!"
Inside the canyon.
Seven or eight figures each unleashed defensive Magic Tools, struggling to withstand the attacks coming from all directions.
Under the flying boulders, they were struck again and again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Frequent, dense sounds rang out, signifying collision