"What are we supposed to do if our Old Ancestor dies?"
Zhang Tiansong looked at the high-spirited Old Daoist of Misty Cloud, his expression bitter.
"I'll do my best and try to win you all a chance to survive!" Old Daoist of Misty Cloud sighed.
At the same time.
The Misty Dragon Lord stood proudly in the void.
"Misty Dragon Lord, how dare you run wild in my Misty Cloud Mountain?!
Aren't you afraid our Old Ancestor will make a move?!"
An angry shout rang out. Four figures, each radiating the aura of the sixth turn of the Dao Accomplishment Realm, descended around the Misty Dragon Lord and surrounded him.
"Four ants at the sixth turn of the Dao Accomplishment Realm dare act arrogantly before me?" The Misty Dragon Lord sneered. The aura of the Lower Heavenly Emperor Realm erupted, sweeping out like a raging gale and crushing the four figures at the sixth turn of the Dao Accomplishment Realm into dust!
"Lower Heavenly Emperor Realm!"
"The Misty Dragon Lord actually broke through to the Lower Heavenly Emperor Realm! He killed four elders of the sixth turn of the Dao Accomplishment Realm from our Misty Cloud Mountain in an instant!"
"Our Misty Cloud Mountain is probably going to be wiped out today..."
After the Misty Dragon Lord made his move, the disciples and elders of Misty Cloud Mountain all wore faces gray with despair, their hearts utterly dead.
The Heavenly Emperor Realm!
That was an utterly terrifying realm.
For Misty Cloud Mountain to resist it would be nothing but a fool's dream—like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.
"Old Ancestor, the Misty Dragon Lord actually broke through to the Lower Heavenly Emperor Realm!" Zhang Tiansong said to Old Daoist of Misty Cloud, his face pale.
Old Daoist of Misty