บท 710: Immortals Descending from the Skies

"Bastard." Zai Xuan’s expression was extremely unsightly. Qin Wentian actually brought along so many combat puppets with him.

These puppets were all at the peak of the fifth-rank and needed many Ascendants working together before they could fight against one. How could the number of experts he brought with him be sufficient?

Right now, the golden dragon puppet slashed its talons through the skies, causing an endless screen of light to envelop this entire space, separating it from the world outside.

The expressions on those external visitors faces all drastically changed. Xon roared in rage,"Country bumpkin, you dare to target us?"

"Kill him." Qin Wentian glanced at him, the light shimmering within his eyes was extremely cold.