"The Godfiends are here!" someone exclaimed.
Meng Chuan, Meng Dajiang, and Yan Jin raised their heads and saw three streaks of light fly over. They could barely make out the three figures flying towards them. The leader was a linen-clothed man. Behind him were a cyan-clothed woman and a sloppy man.
Huh? Meng Chuan and Yan Jin felt stabbing pain in their eyes. Their heartbeats quickened, and their lifeblood turned unstable. They hurriedly looked down, afraid of looking straight at them.
None of the mortals dared to take another look. Meng Dajiang also lowered his head slightly.
"Flight with just the body?"
"These three can actually fly with their bodies. Only Marquis Godfiends can fly."