The Demon Hair Evil Emperor
The Heaven and Earth Dharma Idol roared, its voice reverberating across the heavens and earth, deafening.
Some of the weaker Evil Soldiers were directly blasted apart by the sound waves, turning into pools of black pus.
Seeing the Heaven and Earth Dharma Idol knock the Demon Hair Evil Emperor onto the back foot with a single strike, the Eleventh Pass soldiers' morale soared. They shouted that Lan Guanzhu's might was peerless.
The Demon Hair Evil Emperor let out a roar, and a ceaseless torrent of evil energy surged from its body. Its hair stretched out like countless venomous snakes, striking toward the Heaven and Earth Dharma Idol. The Dharma Idol raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in its hand and clashed with the Demon Hair Evil Emperor. Deliberately keeping the fight away from the crowd, it tore through space as they battled, shattering it again and again.
Bi Fan and the others remained in front of the city wall, some distance from the front lines, where the fighting could not reach them.
"Uncle Fan, we should head inside the pass. It'll be even better watching from the wall!" Lan Yuxiang said to Bi Fan and the others, his face brimming with confidence. "That Demon Hair Evil Emperor is no match for my father. The Evil Race won't get through!"
Looking at Lan Yuxiang's confidence, Bi Fan nodded slightly. His divine sense covered the entire battlefield, so he could naturally tell that although the fighting was locked in a stalemate, humanity clearly had the upper hand. The Evil Race was inferior to humanity in both the quality of its soldiers and the strength of its generals.
Their strongest fighter, the Demon Hair Evil Emperor, was also being steadily beaten back by Lan Guanzhu.
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