United as Fellow Disciples, Their Sharpness Can Cut Gold

United as Fellow Disciples, Their Sharpness Can Cut Gold

The Blood Bat King, comparable to a seventh-grade Martial Emperor, was certainly far stronger than the Earth Spirit Bear Beast King. For the Eternal Sect Disciples, this was another trial.

They were not afraid. Fierce fighting spirit gradually rose in their eyes!

They had cultivated in the sect for so long. Though there had been missions to undertake, they had never truly let loose. Even when challenging the Hundredfold Holy Sect, it had been the same. Now that they were fighting a high-grade Spirit Beast, their blood had to boil!

When men cultivated the Martial Dao, they had to fight!

Of course.

There was another, more important reason. Their battle against the Earth Spirit Bear Beast King had been three months ago, and there had only been fifty of them then.

Not to mention their growth over that period, there were now another fifty disciples. Why couldn't they fight a flying mid seventh-grade Spirit Beast?

"Roar!"

The Blood Bat King roared, its entire body turning an even deeper crimson, as though it had transformed into a massive burning ember!

Whoosh, whoosh—

Scorching waves of air spread out, warping the surrounding space!

"Activate your Spirit Armor!" Li Qingyang shouted.

Senior Disciple Sister did not speak much. Against a Spirit Beast like this, only he could serve as commander.

Buzz!

Buzz!

The disciples condensed tangible armor in front of themselves, and its color happened to be crimson as well.

Looking down from the skies, the Blood Bat King resembled the sun, while the Eternal Sect Disciples around it were like stars.

By rights.

The brilliance of the sun was beyond the reach of stars.

Yet when the Eternal Sect Disciples entered battle formation, their momentum was not necessarily weaker than that of a