C1736 One Strike to Defeat Ten It Would

Faang Yang saw that the Myriad Immortal Array had already taken shape, and he could faintly smell a foul stench coming from it. He could already guess how strong the poison was.

After stretching his arms and legs, Faang Yang said to the moon spirit, "How confident do you think we are in rushing out?"

Eight Spirit Guard, look at me, look at you, and don't know how to answer. However