"Why should I, brother, personally deal with mere black bears and wild boars!"

"Please calm down, brother. We will tear them apart and rip them to pieces!"

After speaking, they all turned their heads, their cold gazes falling on the black bear and wild boar.

With undisguised murderous intent, the black bear and wild boar felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Even his body was covered in a layer of frost, frost formed from his killing intent.

I was so scared that I lost control of my bladder and bowels, and the stench filled the entire room.

While crying and begging for mercy, he was filled with regret: He had only heard that Wanlong Mountain was not to be trifled with and that the eight Chang brothers were not to be offended, but he never expected them to be so fierce!

The Chang family head is ruthless; so this is the master of slaughter!

It seems even a quick death is unlikely today!

Upon realizing this, the two elders of the Outer Eight Schools complained inwardly.

What about that mysterious celestial being? Wasn't he said to be fearless in the face of the might of the Five Great Celestial Families?

Where did they go? Why haven't they come to our rescue yet!

If they don't come soon, we'll be utterly annihilated!

As if their prayers had worked, a strange aura suddenly descended upon Wanlong Mountain.

Dark, oppressive, and decaying, it was like an ancient tomb that had buried thousands of people, its entrance opened for the first time in millions of years.

The Northern Blood Dragon Sword's brows furrowed slightly as he slowly floated up, hands behind his back, hovering in the air opposite the person whose aura he was.

This person is like a Western mummy, his whole body wrapped in white cloth strips.

Only the bright green eyes were visible, and inside them was a vast expanse of white.

"The sun shines on the mountain of corpses, the sea of ​​blood surges like a dragon, constantly killing people!"

The mummy's voice was deep and hoarse, like sand being rubbed together...