"kill!"
the bald man didn't move, but the poisonous desert scorpion moved its feet and rushed forward.
the skeletal arm archers drew their bows and shot arrows, coordinating with their long-range sneak attacks to disrupt and suppress the opponent's offensive movements.
" brother che, how is it? we can't delay it anymore! "
at this critical moment, jiang feng couldn't care less and shouted.
xue zilin lay on the giant golden condor's body, panting heavily, but he did not respond.
he had consumed too much soul power, and he had been accidentally grazed by the black demon dog twice, so he wasn't in a good state.
he swept his gaze across the entire battlefield.
xue zilin gritted his teeth and took out an item with a flip of his hand.
it was a bronze talisman the size of a palm. it looked simple and was covered in dense, tiny words.