A dozen Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons burst with complete power and the two red angels who were already hurt spat out blood from the attacks. The four wings that they used as defense were battered and bloody.
After the recovery period earlier, Feng Jian's broken arms were reconnected, but he was attacked by his side again. He felt very annoyed and yelled, "Cang Qing, what are you doing?"
The dozen Heaven Field beings outside the spatial maze were covered in sweat. They tried their hardest to control the Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapons, but they were still late. The ten beheaded Saint Kings had already gotten killed because of them and they'd committed a horrible crime.
The Saint King named Cang Qing hurriedly explained, "This area is very strange. The space is distorted. We can't control how our weapons fly."
"A spatial formation. It definitely is a spatial formation."
"Everyone, attack with all your might to shatter the formation."
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