For ordinary great armies, the threat of formations is undoubtedly fatal.
Moreover, the soldiers of the myriad clans charging forward are also fortified with a seventh-level defensive array, akin to wearing a turtle shell, making it difficult to harm their vital points.
"What do we do now?"
Li Yuanba tightened his grip on the Rumble Drum Golden Hammer, his mind heavy with concern.
"Right now, the biggest threat to us is the enemy's Array Master, we must find a way to kill him!"
Zhao Yun's expression was somewhat grave.
Their cultivation levels, at best reaching the Golden Immortal Realm, made it almost inconceivable to kill a Great Luo Golden Immortal martial artist, like striving for the impossible.
Even if they had divine inheritance!
It's not feasible!
Lv Bu remained silent, holding the Fangtian Halberd, the 'Ghost and God Divine Power' in his brow glowed and surrounded by ghostly power, ready to rush to the battlefield at any moment to fight the enemy to the death.
