Suddenly hearing this name coming from Lu Fan's mouth, everyone including Luo Wuxiu was stunned.
"It seems so. So far, I haven't seen the Wang family."
"Especially Wang Changqing, we obviously watched them enter Ziyue Valley, why has it been so long and there is no trace of them?"
Some of the strongest people who woke up had doubts and confusion on their faces.
Immediately afterwards, they seemed to have thought of something extremely terrifying, and their expressions suddenly changed slightly.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind!"
"It seems that we have all fallen into the Wang family's scheme!"
The first person to react was the current leader of the Dongfang Family, Dongfang Longhu.
The most powerful person from the Dongfang Family, after Dongfang Longxiang was hit by a black sandstorm and fell unconscious, he was the one who led the Dongfang Family people here.
"No wonder the Wang family is so easily willing to hand over the secret of Ziyue Valley into our hands."
"It turns out that they have never planned to give up here, and they want to use us as pawns to explore the road ahead. It turns out that they have long known the dangers in Ziyue Valley and don't want their family members to come in and take risks again.
Instead, let so many of us come forward to die for them!"
Dongfang Longhu extended his anger and murmured, "So many people have died along the way. Are we just making wedding clothes for the Wang family?"
"We all fell into the trap."
The leader of the Nangong family also spoke in a deep voice. He looked around, and when he looked at the man in white, his pupils contracted violently.
But in the end, when he fell on Lu Fan, Luo Gusha and others, he said: "So, let's stop fighting among ourselves now. We want to concentrate our efforts and find a way to leave here. We will talk about it after we find the Wang family!"
"Internal fighting now will only consume our strength for no reason. No one will be able to leave by then, thus allowing the Wang family to take a huge advantage!"
Other powerful men also nodded, expressing their approval of the Nangong family leader's proposal.
"Lu Fan, have you heard that at this point, are you still determined to persist in fighting among yourself?"
Luo Wuxiu seized this opportunity and wanted to rescue Luo Gusha from Lu Fan's hands.
"Infighting? When did I become yours?"
Lu Fan laughed mockingly and ignored the persuasion of the people behind him. He looked at Luo Gusha who was held in his palm and said, "Don't have any illusions. No one can save you here today."
"You will definitely die!"
"Crack!!"
"don't want!!!!!"
In Luo Wuxiu's horrified eyes, Lu Fan used his five fingers to crush Luo Gusha's neck easily.
Luo Gusha's eyes widened so much that his eyeballs nearly popped out of his sockets, and he died on the spot.
"ah!!!!!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a heart-rending scream, which echoed violently in the deep pit.
A gloomy wind blew past Lu Fan's eyes.
I saw that the dark wind seemed to have spiritual consciousness, surrounding Lu Fan's body, gathering and not dispersing.
"Lu Fan, you continue to destroy my body. You have offended the Kunlun Sect. You will not die a good death, you will not die a good death!!!!"
Accompanied by a shrill roar, this sinister wind entangled Lu Fan for dozens of seconds, suddenly spread, and then condensed into a black wind in mid-air, and ran directly out of the pit.
"Luo Wuxiu, even if you die today, you must take back the Soul Barrel from me, otherwise your Luo family will be wiped out!!!!"
