air, mixed with anguished roars.Yet, in that short span of time, less than a cup of tea, one hundred and twenty people had been killed, nearly thirty percent!The remaining people all gathered in front...After a moment of silence, there was no response. Ying Wujī asked again. Still, there was no answer.

After several attempts, Ying Wuji even couldn't help but wonder if this sound-transmitting stone was actually useful.

As he was about to put it away, he glanced around furtively, like someone with a guilty conscience. He clutched the communication stone and whispered, "Blood dripping ancient" owner of the flying sword, and anyone who climbed Jian Shan would trigger the power of the flying swords.This is also a test.>>>After returning to the wooden hut, Lu Ye glanced towards Jian Shan. Nia...