บท 439: Gathering of the Elites

Wielding his sword, Hang Qiuyu charged into the crowd. Everywhere he passed through, Hell broke loose as fresh blood spilled along with broken limbs in a tragic scene.

The battlefield was in chaos.

Shrieks, screams, yells and the sound of killing were mixed together.

Ta! Ta! Ta!

From the south, a series of heavy footsteps arrived.

Each time it sounded, the ground would tremble a little, as if a massive being with terrifying might was sprinting over!

Many cultivators looked towards the voice.

A buzz cut cultivator headed over in huge strides. With a bare upper body, his exposed muscles shone with a bronze luster and his muscles bulged out one by one, giving off an explosive feeling of power!