"Lord Saint, what should we do here?"

"Send someone to block this place."

"yes."

Following Xuewei's resolute actions, soon, the people from the Meihu tribe escorted Ming Xiao and others directly towards the Eastern District.

At the same time, the wasteland outside the city.

The miserable cry of killing spread throughout the wasteland.

Countless people were intertwined, the ground was covered in blood, and the scene was like purgatory.

On a small slope far away from the battlefield, Bai Ye rode up.

"about there!"

Bai Ye said hoarsely.

"Sir, shall we take action now?" Hong Yiming next to him asked hurriedly.
Chapter completed!