"The will is immortal?"

Chu Yang was startled and smashed the axe with one punch, but his face changed.

"I don't know how many drops of blood from thousands of years ago have nurtured a elixir. The power is almost exhausted, and there is still the remaining power of will. It's really unbelievable!"

He was really shocked.

The power of Daluo has exceeded his cognition.

Just as he was about to collect the elixir, he looked back and showed a strange look: "So many people came in? I'm not surprised by Feng Qingxue. Why are there dragon clans? There are Shura, ghost clans, and human geniuses?"

"It should be Ao Wanli who spread the news and led out the strong people around him, and he also brought in rescue soldiers and forcibly broke in?"

After a change of thought, Chu Yang thought about it.

"That's the case, hehe!"

He showed cruelty.

The body turned, disappeared from a distance, and became hiding.

Not long after, more than 200 strong men who came in again turned into a stream of light, galloping away against the ground. They were in groups of three or three, each doing their own way.

"I've been keeping a low profile for so long, and it's time to start a massacre!"
Chapter completed!