The seven elders stared fixedly at the projection. The iron armor on the backs of the Iron-Armored Cockroaches was on the verge of being completely corroded away. One elder had even clenched his fists. Then, suddenly, the black raindrops in the sky stopped! Under the sunlight, the black mist quickly dissipated, revealing the clear blue sky and warm sunlight above it!
"My heavens..." Aside from the thousand-odd Zerglings from before, that barrage of black rain had achieved nothing else!
"This demon beast lineage was capable of destroying the Nether God Sect. Its strength truly is formidable. Elders, have any of you thought of a way to defeat the enemy?" Xue Tu asked mildly as he looked at the regretful expressions on the seven elders' faces.
To his right, an elderly man with snow-white hair and beard furrowed his brows. "Sect Master, in my opinion, these demon beasts' abilities have already far surpassed our sect's combat strength. Even the Nether God Sect, which had the incarnation of the Xingtian Demon God as its mountain-protecting grand formation, was destroyed. If we try to resist them on our own, I fear we will follow in the Nether God Sect's footsteps!"
"Mm, First Elder, your words are exactly what I was thinking!" Xue Tu raised his right hand, and the green container floated back into the hands of the waiting warrior beside him. The warrior lowered his head respectfully, received the container with both hands, then slowly retreated. "But the four great sects have always hated one another and refused to yield. Even if we wished to seek outside aid, I fear no sect would be willing to help us..."
The elders were all seasoned old hands and instantly understood Xue Tu's meaning! As for how to resist this powerful and mysterious demon beast