"Damn it, his attacks are too fierce, too powerful."
"If this goes on, sooner or later, he'll pick us off one by one!"
"Fellow Daoist Jian Wuji, we can't go on like this!"
Everyone was frantic with anxiety, sending voice transmissions to Jian Wuji one after another.
Jian Wuji's face was so grim it seemed ready to drip water. How could he not know that the situation was critical?
Ancestor Ganlong's strength had completely exceeded their ability to deal with him.
Their so-called joint effort to kill a Saint God Realm Peak expert had become nothing short of a joke!
"Damn it, Ancestor Ganlong is too strong. Everyone, stop holding back!"
Jian Wuji roared, a trace of madness in his voice.
"Hurry and use your trump cards! Even if we have to wear him down, we'll wear him to death!"
"I refuse to believe that the nine of us can't kill a single Ancestor Ganlong!"
At this point, there was no turning back.
They represented the nine great powers. If they slunk away in defeat like this, where would they put their dignity?
Besides, they knew full well that once the Chaos Sacred Sect rose completely, there would be no place for them to stand in the future!
"Let's fight to the death! Burn my Divine Soul—blood-sacrifice secret technique!"
Driven into a desperate corner, the eight experts also revealed madness in their eyes.
They no longer hesitated, unleashing their Forbidden Secret Techniques one after another.
Some burned their Divine Souls to forcibly raise their strength, while others sacrificed their vital blood to activate Forbidden Artifacts of peerless might.
Eight streams of aura, even more violent and savage than before, shot into the sky.
They were like eight burning stars, carrying an irrevocable resolve as they charged at Ancestor Ganlong once