Among them, there are thousands of true god-level experts.

There are hundreds of divine kings, nine divine emperors!

You know, in the entire Qizong, only Qi Jingxuan has reached the early stage of God Emperor.

The comparison of strength between the two is basically the difference between an ant and an elephant.

"My children of Qizong, are you afraid?" Although she knew there was a huge gap, Qi Jingxuan still stood up and asked loudly.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Fight?"

"war!"

"war!"

The Qizong disciples shouted loudly.

The shouts were deafening.

Heard Qizong's pre-war mobilization.

The faces of the God Kings and God Emperors on the Fire Falcon all had expressions of ridicule.

"Haha, did you hear that? A group of ants actually still have the courage to fight."

"Go and show them what they are facing!"

"Roar!"

At this time, a god king controlled the fire falcon to spit out a mouthful of flames.

That flame directly burned a hill in Qizong into nothingness!

This is the Fire Falcon!

The flames they spit are as powerful as spiritual fire!

It has the power to burn mountains and boil seas.

Fortunately, the flames did not spit towards Qizong's army.

Otherwise, just this breath can destroy tens of thousands of Qizong disciples.

Seeing this scene, all the Qizong disciples looked ashen.

All the fighting spirit that had just been gathered disappeared.

How to fight this?

One fire falcon can be so terrifying with just one breath, let alone hundreds of them?
Chapter completed!