He continued to fly.
After flying for a while, the bamboo marquis’s eyes suddenly moved. He looked at a small mountain on the outskirts of the bamboo mountain. He looked at it with some doubt and some solemnity. Very quickly, he returned to normal and flew towards the bamboo mountain.
Nothing had happened to the bamboo mountain.
At this moment, the Bamboo Marquis was still thinking that the existence in the outer valley was the powerhouse from the lower realm that April had mentioned?
So powerful!
He had almost fooled him. However, this place was, after all, a bamboo mountain. He had stayed here for too many years.
“When did so many powerhouses appear in the lower realm? Their auras are not familiar. Are they new?”
As he was thinking about this matter, three great dao fusing experts flew over after a moment.
“Giant bamboo marquis!”
April and the others greeted him one after another. Four iron-eating beasts gathered in the sky.
