"Qianyuan, get out of here!"
"If we drag this out any longer, we'll all die here!"
Jian Wuchen drove the magic array with all his strength, hoping to seize the chance to open a narrow path to survival for Qianyuan.
From the moment the three great prodigies of Shiva Continent surrounded and attacked the Myriad Immortals Formation, Jian Wuchen had known someone had set their sights on the Holy Land Interception Sect and intended to bury them all here!
Especially after seeing Qingshan ambushed and fall, gravely wounded, into the crowd.
Jian Wuchen had almost given in to despair. He even believed Qingshan had already died in battle outside the city!
Everywhere he looked, cultivators from Shiva Continent surrounded the Myriad Immortals Formation.
If looks could kill, they would have long since died without a place to be buried, reduced to dust and ashes!
Boom!
Another powerful spell slammed viciously into the Myriad Immortals Formation.
A cloud of smoke rose, successfully dispersing that immense force, but the wounded inside the formation could not endure many more attacks of such intensity!
Qianyuan unleashed his sword arts, frantically slaughtering the Shiva Continent cultivators closing in on them.
He turned a deaf ear to Jian Wuchen's advice!
"Save your breath!"
"As long as the formation holds, someone will come to rescue us sooner or later!"
"Even if I abandoned you, there's no way I could make it back to Seven Kill City alive!"
Ghost Arhat of Immortal Valley brought the heavy hammer in his hands crashing down again.
Rumble!
As an expert at the ninth heaven of the Dao-Unification Realm, his cultivation and combat strength rivaled the Primordial Chaos Realm, and his oppressive might filled the sky!
"Trash of the Holy Land Interception Sect, die!"
"And you, brat from the Divine Sword Sect-you'll