On the wall of Wang Ge City, Chen Jiu didn't expect the other party to come so fast. He and several generals stood guard and watched, looking at the vast iron lion ghost. Seven immortals were constantly breathing cold air.

`roar...'uuuuuuuuuuuu This army, unlike in the past, is the most elite iron lion under the King of the Heavenly Dragon.

"Your Majesty, the great event is not good, this time the King of Heaven is afraid to be really angry, he actually sent the most mysterious noble three divisions of heaven and earth, their power is unpredictable, each master of all kinds of creations, is simply incomparable!" Seven immortals are...