Zhou Feng's old devil slipped away. When the leader of the Tu nationality saw it, he couldn't. although his men were tough and tough, they couldn't stand so many ghost mills.

"back away, escape back to the transmission array, let's go back!"

old demon Zhou Feng left, and the Tu people went back. Ling Jing and Hao Yilong have a look at each other. They are not easy to come here. Now they are not willing to go back.

Ling Jing said, "don't worry, Yilong Shenjun. We are all spiritual cultivation. Are we afraid of these low-level ghost cultivation?"

Hao Yilong said with a wry smile, "if there are too...