C1009 Descending

As the blood energy in his body boiled, Yun Dong Feng's crazed voice rang out incessantly.

Hundreds of Divine Weapons, two divine image, and four Divine Generals!

This was such a vast power, if not for the Xuanyuan Sacred Emperor and the Great Sage Feng Tian rushing in, there would probably be even more of them rushing out.

Lin Lan raised her Misty Snow Sword, her beautiful face was pale white