Li Luo and Jiang Qing'e's eyes both sank. The sixth-grade feudal lord was too strong, and even if they joined forces, they would have no chance of winning.

The two looked at each other, and it seemed that the only thing they could do now was to delay with all their strength. This place was already close to Tianlong Ridge. As long as they delayed a little longer, the other side would be aware of it, and then send strong men to patrol.

And just when the two were about to continue fighting hard, they suddenly heard the sound of an ancient war drum, which suddenly resounded throughout the world.

Li Luo and the other three looked forward, and saw a sudden surge of energy on the edge of the sky, as if they were rolling clouds with no end in sight.

In the clouds, there seemed to be countless figures walking in the air with neat steps.

The whole world was shaken by its march.

And when that extremely powerful army came through the air, a deep and loud voice suddenly penetrated the space and came from afar.

"How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, to cause trouble in our Tianlong Ridge?!"

"Dragon Tooth Guard, form a formation!"

Accompanying the loud sound, there was also a gigantic sword light. The sword light enveloped the billowing hurricane and collided with the golden river.
Chapter completed!