The green lightning exploded and a fierce wind blew!

One after another, the Sage realm experts' expressions became murderous as they controlled the heaven and earth. It was as if heavenly soldiers were descending from the heavens.

"Boom!"

A tyrannical pressure spread out, shaking the entire world.

Amongst them, there were Ancient Saints from the azure boundary, Quasi-Emperors from the Black Flame Devil Tiger Clan from the Heavenly Luo Demon Realm, and Quasi-Emperors from the Heaven and Earth …

The experts of all realms had arrived, there were dozens of quasi Emperors, hundreds of Ancient Saints, and tens of thousands of Saints!

Under the heavens.

There were only thirty thousand Weasel Rider that rode winged tigers and held a blade in their hands. Their eyes were firm and resolute as they looked at their enemies.

The difference in battle prowess between the two was obvious with a single glance.

A single person with a cultivation of thirty thousand Weasel Rider was mostly at the first or second level of the Saint realm. Even Ye Guhong, who had the strongest cultivation, was only at the Six Saints realm.

Not even an ancient saint!

No wonder the silver-armored general of Stellar Imperial Dynasty didn't care about the outcome of Stellar Imperial Dynasty's battle.

"Bang!"

As the silver-armored general gave the order, over a hundred ancient saints and over ten thousand saints stepped forward, releasing their imposing auras.

In that instant, the entire Myriad Treasures World was silent.

The countless living beings that were still inside the Myriad Treasures World felt as if their guts were about to split open and their hearts felt like they were about to explode.

How could he block this?

Compared to the thirty thousand strong Weasel Rider, the Stellar Imperial Dynasty who sat together with the hundred Ancient Saints was simply too strong!

In the hearts of the natives of the Myriad Treasures World, the sage power was a high and mighty figure.

These creatures thought that the thirty thousand Weasel Rider s were a rare and invincible force that could suppress everything in the world.

No matter how strong the Stellar Imperial Dynasty and the others were, they would still be able to fight.

But when the Stellar Imperial Dynasty's army descended, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them, turning their hearts ice-cold!

Forget about the ten thousand saints, just the hundred Ancient Saints were enough to suppress the Weasel Rider!

Some of the more knowledgeable beings couldn't help but think of the Stellar Imperial Dynasty behind the scenes.

The Stellar Imperial Dynasty did not even send out his own army, these were only experts brought here by the Stellar Imperial Dynasty and affiliated with other forces.

Even so, it was already this powerful.

It could be imagined how terrifying it would be to be able to control the experts from other forces, such as the Stellar Imperial Dynasty!

That was a terrifying power that was enough to suffocate people!

"Da Da."

Countless creatures kneeled on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Fear filled their hearts and souls.

However, the backs of the Weasel Rider s were still as straight as a mountain peak that shot into the clouds, unyielding and arrogant.

I am not a man, I am born from the wild!

"This battle is unavoidable …"

Ye Guhong gripped the long blade in her hand tightly. Her eyes were scarlet red and there was no fear in her heart.

We sat down Weasel Rider for Marquis Lu, how can we be afraid!

Deal!

"Masters, tell me, are you afraid of death?"

Ye Guhong ordered her Winged Wolf to sit down and stared at the pressure that was as heavy as a mountain.

With every step he took, his aura would rise.

His fighting spirit was scorching hot, it was burning!

"No!"

The thirty thousand Weasel Rider s followed behind him, similarly going against the heavens as the weapons in their hands emitted a resplendent glow.

It was just like the boiling battle blood in their bodies, full of hot blood!

Death is not scary at all. Death in the battlefield is the fate of us soldiers.

The scariest part was not falling from the sky, but surviving in humiliation!

We are soldiers of the Weasel Rider, soldiers of Marquis Lu, why would we fear death?

Only battle!