"escape!"

As soon as the six Wu Hous fled, the remaining Half Saints and five Xuan Saints also fell down trees and scattered, escaping in all directions.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"..."

However, the speed of the seventy or eighty half-saints could not match the falling speed of the Ninth Yang, and they were quickly overtaken.

The golden thunder exploded, and the screams gathered together. A semi-saint was directly blasted to pieces because he could not withstand the power of the terrifying scorching golden thunder.

"The six of you should go in together, there's no need to escape."

The six Wuhou people were very fast and escaped from the edge of the Ninth Sun Thunder Tribulation in an instant. Just as they were about to take a step out of the scope of the thunder tribulation, an indifferent voice came from in front of them.

I saw Zhuo Wen standing on top of the black dragon. The black dragon's huge dragon tail whipped around violently. Wherever it passed, countless strong winds swept across, and the space collapsed, arriving in front of the six Wuhou people.

Kick, kick, kick!

The power of this blow was so great that the six of them took out their mysterious sacred weapons one after another and protected them in front of them, but they were still pushed back dozens of meters by this huge force.
Chapter completed!