Gongshang Baiyu saw that the situation was dire, and forcibly coughed up blood, bringing the three away with space transfer.
Song Danhao promptly raised the protective demonic light and several array plates.
But still, he was battered by the extremely dense snowstorm, his demonic power depleted by eighty percent in just an instant.
Most of the protective shielding was smashed and destroyed.
The three were almost scared out of their wits, barely managing to conjure the half-bodied demon god statue, leaving once again.
This time with teleportation.
Finally, the surroundings of the three became quiet.
Song Danhao looked up, already able to vaguely see the white calamity aura billowing like a sea of clouds.
But ahead of the calamity aura, there were three dark golden halos firmly blocking entry and exit.
