In the air, Yu Zhenren looked at Xing Tian’s back as he was leaving, and a sneer appeared on his face...

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Between the mountains, the gullies are steep.

There was a group of people suddenly in a hidden cave underground.

Among them are the moon tribe man who has removed his silver armor, the demon and ghost tribe disciples who have survived by chance, as well as Wei Shang, Zhong Chi, Wan Sheng Zi, Gui Chi, and of course Wu Jiu, and Bing Ling'er wearing a long white gauze dress.

Wujiu and Bing Ling'er sat side by side on the stone in the corner of the cave. Wei Shang, Zhong Chi and the brothers of the Yue tribe gathered on both sides, all watching his every move, feeling intimate and admirable.

With his own strength, he defeated the powerful Xing Tian, ​​killed two disciples of the Jade Temple, and escaped with everyone from the three families.

And the only one who turns the tide is Mr. Wu.

However, Mr. Wu was a little tired at this time. He ran a long distance and fought hard, which really consumed his magical power and cultivation. Fortunately, the brothers were safe and sound. He smiled with his friends around him, took out a few pills and threw them into his mouth, relieved his breath, and then glanced up.

On the clearing ground in the cave, more than a dozen men were lying or lying, covered in blood and miserable shapes. When Wan Shengzi checked his disciples' injuries one by one, he felt distressed and helpless, and sighed from time to time.
Chapter completed!