"Is it him?"
Upon hearing the cries for help from outside, Xu Wendong's face suddenly changed, he flew out of the dark alley like a ghost and appeared in mid-air.
Only to see the third prince of Liyang Country, Li Zheng, drenched in blood flying from a distance, although earlier there were thousands of Heavenly Prides from Liyang Country following him.
But now, only a few dozen remain, and each one is seriously injured, the sight is unbearable.
Behind them.
Followed hundreds of cultivators drenched in blood.
Their eyes were hollow, devoid of any shine, looking like a corpses walking.
However.
Each of them exuded a powerful aura.
Seeing Xu Wendong, Li Zheng was so excited he almost cried out: "Brother Xu, finally I've found you!"
Xu Wendong looked suspiciously at the group of cultivators with hollow eyes: "What's with these people?"
