Chapitre 312: Defeating the Enemies Alone (1)

In the snowy plains, a flying ship lay suspended in the air. 

"Damn it! These b*stards from the grotto-heavens and blessed lands are like roaches! They're impossible to kill." 

On the deck at the rear of the ship, the prisoners, who were enveloped by the large net, had ashen faces and were somewhat desperate. 

They thought that they had encountered a ruthless person who would be able to kill all these damned scumbags and save them. They did not expect to attract a group of terrifying veteran Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators. It seemed that the mysterious individual cultivator with extraordinary strength was about to be surrounded and killed. 

As for them, they would probably be sent into various dangerous areas later to be used as cannon fodder. 

At the front of the ship, the few disciples who had survived the first battle were leisurely brewing tea and chatting, quietly waiting for the return of their sect elders.