flexible. 。This piece of thousand-year-old purple cloud wood is equally rare and priceless. 。Looking at the four understandings before him, Tang Wulin couldn't help but sigh. 。This is the fourth sea...More importantly, the Abyssal Army is nearly inexhaustible. After death, they return to the Abyssal Plane, and lower Abyssal creatures revive at an incredibly fast rate. It won't be long before they can once again be thrown into battle. 。And on the human side, when someone dies, it is truly death. 。Continue on like this, there's still no chance at all. 。Tang Wulin and Gu Yue now have no time to spare. 。The two dragon spears surrounding them were suppressed by the power of Heavenly Saint Rift Abyss, unable to fly out and devour the energy of the abyss. 。Although the Abyssal Lord couldn't kill them immediately, they were also unable to devour Abyssal energy again. 。The Abyssal Lord wouldn't give them such an opportunity. 。"With a deafening roar—" On the defensive line, a gap had finally been breached. 。The defense soul conductor here suddenly shattered, and a large number of abyssal creatures were about to pour out from the exit. 。Just then, a ball of silver light descended from the sky and spread instantly. On the ground, patches of silver light patterns spread out, covering the gap that was hundreds of meters wide. 。Those abyssal creatures that rushed here were instantly unable to move any further. 。completely imprisoned there he didn't let go of this opportunity at all. 。On the real battlefield, would the enemy hold back because of your lapse in concentration Of course not. 。Therefore, Wu Changkong immediately took action...