As Chen Yuan rose with the wind, he carved out a white torrent in the rain curtain between heaven and earth, thrusting straight at the Devil Race's grand army.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"
The Eight Taoist Soldiers of Heavenly Passes seemed to come to a tacit understanding and broke through the air, following in pursuit.
On the city wall, Gou Zhi, the local Colonel, twitched his brows, gritted his teeth, raised both hands, revealing two huge Weng Gold Hammers. With a "pang" sound, he smashed one down, lifted the hammer with a fierce expression, and bellowed:
"To hell with it."
"If we die, so be it."
"Beat the drums, beat the drums!"
"Everyone, charge with me!"
After speaking, there was a "bang" as he bent his legs and then, like a cannonball, he shot fiercely into the sky.
