It was clear that they could no longer withstand the terrifying backfiring of the Destruction aura.
On the other side, Han Bing was also struggling hard, his spirit already completely bathed in the flames of war. At this moment, the figure of the Primordial finally condensed.
"Primordial Dao Soldiers, slay the Evil Demon!" Li Mengshen's face suddenly turned extremely pale. Those three drops of essence blood were no ordinary thing, almost embodying the essence of all his power.
The Primordial Dao Soldiers had condensed, but he had also expended an enormous amount of energy, leaving him pale as death.
The Primordial Dao Soldiers descended directly, suppressing downwards, and began to spar with the terrifying gray will. Unfortunately, the highly anticipated Primordial Dao Soldiers, even after joining forces with the spirit, still couldn't suppress that will!
There were even signs of them being steadily pushed back!