Zhang Tao indeed felt the pressure. Considering his current strength, he was unable to suppress these Evil Spirits.
"There's someone ahead! Run over there!"
Once again, another wave of gasps could be heard. Zhang Tao didn't expect that there would be another group of martial artists madly rushing over.
The young man also took a look and did not expect it to be someone he knew. It was a group of people from the Spirit Origin Holy Land. These people were also battered and exhausted. Their faces were covered in dirt and grime. The spirit energy within their bodies had already dissipated, and they were no longer calm as they had been at the beginning.
The one running at the front was the Senior Brother of the Spirit Origin Holy Land, Shen Long. If Ye Xiao had been here, he would have recognized this young man easily. It is because Shen Long had irritated him greatly before, to the point where he wanted to immediately kill him.
