Emperor Hong's heart stirred.
If he could seize the three types of divine fire from Qin Feiyang, then this time Great Qin could get three thousand people into the Divine Sign.
Thinking of this.
Killing intent flashed in Emperor Hong's eyes, and he shouted, "Attack!"
The State Preceptor had been waiting impatiently, and upon hearing Emperor Hong's words, immediately struck towards Qin Feiyang.
"Stubborn as ever!"
Lu Xingchen sneered coldly, waved his hand, and Mu Changyun standing behind him quickly darted out, delivering a palm towards the State Preceptor.
Boom!
The two retreated several yards, then soared into the sky without a word, directly engaged in fierce battle at the top of the clouds.
Emperor Hong looked at Wang Su and the mysterious lady, cupping his hands, "As we are allies now, may I ask you two to quickly return and invite the strong ones by your side to slay these troublemakers!"
After speaking.
