"Hu hu!"
The foreign Alien God, shaped like a bat, which had been driven out by the master of Yin Spirit Temple, suddenly appeared in another part of the sky.
A dark yellow flag full of holes also fluttered in with the wind, coming to a stop a hundred yards away.
Within those dozen gaping holes, a pair of strange eyes appeared, coldly gazing at everyone.
Afterward, two more Alien Gods, each with three heads and six arms, arrived in company.
With the human-faced spider, Woodman, Dark Bat, and dark yellow flag, plus the two with three heads and six arms,
a total of six foreign Alien Gods were either floating in the air or settling a hundred yards away, encircling Pang Jian and the others.
"Chi! Chi chi!"
Above their heads, silver-white brilliance kept splashing around.
With one look up, Pang Jian felt an overwhelming Sword Intent colliding with various Alien Powers thousands of times in a single moment.