However, Shentu Yan and Mu Qin, who had attacked Qin Yu's true body, looked slightly pale. Shentu Yan sent a voice transmission with his Divine Sense: "Everyone, Qin Yu's clone is nothing to worry about. At least it can't seriously injure us. But the long spear in his hand is astonishingly powerful.
Even the frozen space nearly collapsed. Fortunately, Brother Mu and I were still able to keep the space frozen with the help of the Origin Spirit Pearl."
"That long spear's power is no weaker than a first-rate Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure," Zhou Huo sent through his Divine Sense.
"Let's join forces!"
"What are they trying to do?" Qin Yu suddenly frowned. In the air ahead, Jiang Fan and Duanmu Yun stood side by side, one on the left and one on the right. Thousands upon thousands of black rays of light radiated from Jiang Fan, while thousands upon thousands of white rays of light radiated from Duanmu Yu.
The radiance around the two complemented each other.
At the same time, Shentu Fan, Mu Qin, and Tang Lan formed a Three Talents Formation around Jiang Fan and Duanmu Yun. As for Zhou Huo, he stood above Jiang Fan and Duanmu Yu.
The six Origin Spirit Pearls simultaneously shone brightly.
"Not good." Qin Yu sensed a trace of danger in his heart and immediately sent a mental voice transmission to Jiang Li. "Li'er, go back first."
"It's fine, Brother Yu. I have the Purple Forest Feather Robe." Jiang Li immediately replied.
Standing above the five Holy Emperors, Zhou Huo stared coldly at Qin Yu. With one hand, he pointed at Qin Yu, and a six-colored dragon instantly swept toward him.
"Die."
"Hehe, Brother Qin Yu, I hope we didn't arrive too late."
The Void rippled, and a group of eight people