"Keep your voice down so that you don't get caught by the Iron Beetle!"

Cui Yinger stared at the sounding Hunter discontentedly and whispered a rebuke.

The other person's face flashed shame and then closed his mouth.

"Brother Song, what are you going to do next?"

King Tong asked Song Yan in a low voice.

"You wait here. I'll set up phantom arrays and trap them first!"

As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan suddenly burst into the air, and dozens of discs flew out of his hands. Suddenly, the whole wilderness void appeared a short distortion, but it soon returned to normal.

"Okay, you can come over!"

Tong...