If this continued, they would definitely die here.
First, these fearless maniacs would exhaust their Soul Power, and then they would die at the hands of the Slaughter King.
"Capture the ringleader first! Oscar, Flying Mushroom Sausage." Tang San let out a low roar, his voice echoing in his companions' ears.
Six sausages flew from Oscar's hands and landed in Tang San and the others' hands.
Tang San and the others immediately ate the Flying Mushroom Sausages.
The others had already understood Tang San's intentions. They were going to deal with the Slaughter King first.
Clearly, these Fallen Ones had lost their sanity under the Slaughter King's control.
Unless the Slaughter King died, there was no way to break this deadly predicament.
"Up!" Tang San roared, and wings appeared behind the seven of them as they shot into the sky, instantly reaching a height of a hundred meters.
The dense barrage of Soul Skills hurtling toward them immediately vanished.
Other than those Fallen Ones capable of flight, the Soul Skills of the Fallen Ones on the ground could no longer reach them.
The pressure dropped sharply at once.
Tang San and the others flew at tremendous speed, charging toward the Slaughter King.
"Fusion Skill," Tang San secretly transmitted.
The Fusion Skill was the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill that Grandmaster had created based on the traits of the six of them. With Tang San at its core, it could unleash an extremely terrifying power.
As they rapidly closed in on the Slaughter King, Dai Mubai and the others had already lined up behind Tang San in a single-file formation, their palms pressed against the backs of the person before them as surging Soul Power flowed forward.
With the amplification of Ning Rongrong's Soul Skills, each of their Soul Power had reached above