When the Great Demons rushed out, the demon race's thousand-person team was also charging crazily toward them, which was a direct collision.
By the time the Great Demons overwhelmingly pressed forward, there was no buffer space between the two sides.
The soldiers of the demon race could turn around and flee, but that would also mean the collapse of their battle line, ushering in a blood-drenched slaughter.
Baili Mei was well aware of this, so even though a torrent of fierce and unstoppable Great Demons poured down in front of him, even if it made his scalp go numb in an instant, he still fiercely yelled, "Front team, hold the line, back team retreat in turns!"
Baili Mei's command was decisive and correct, however, at this moment, with the Great Demons and the Superior Prime Daluo Immortals of the Haoran Sect, the number of top powerhouses was already double that of the demon race!
Sixty against thirty!
How could they withstand that?
