章節 1009: Mysterious Syllable, The Dao of Physical Cultivation (1)

"Golden-Winged Roc King?"

The one who flew over unsteadily was the Golden-Winged Roc King.

The Golden-Winged Roc King was covered in blood, and his eyes were dazed. He swayed in the air, looking like he could fall at any moment.

Zhou Shu frowned. In Cang Hao's last memory, the Golden-Winged Roc King should have been captured by that mysterious person.

Zhou Shu didn't think that with the Golden-Winged Roc King's cultivation, he could escape from the mysterious person.

From the looks of it, he didn't look like he had escaped on his own.

Did the mysterious person show mercy and let him leave?

That didn't seem possible either.

According to what Zhou Shu had seen in Cang Hao's memories, the mysterious person was not a soft-hearted person.

In the eyes of the mysterious person, the lives of the Golden-Winged Roc King and the others might be no different from that of ants. He wouldn't care about them at all.