บท 812: Chapter 71 The Puppet of Daosheng Continent_3

The spider leaped out from the dust and saw the flying bird in the sky.

From the void behind them, an odd-sounding and frantic voice suddenly burst forth:

"Damn it! He got away!"

"We're out of time! There's no chance to deploy 'The Emperor'!"

"We can only use the savages' methods!"

As they spoke, the giant wooden spider gradually vanished into thin air.

In the sky, the black-cloaked figures also disappeared one after another.

...

"Fellow cultivators, how may I address each of you?"

With a slight shift, they all dodged a towering mountain in the path, and the seven regrouped posthaste.

Wang Ba slightly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the five people, and then he asked with a smile.

"Hehe, my surname is Zhang..."

The smile squeezed onto the face of the leading cultivator as he spoke.

But in an instant, as if he had suddenly received a signal, his gaze turned icy cold.