"Master, what about the human lords in the blood pool?"
While the crushing zombie wave was still erupting in the outside world,
Old Demon Wen Ling flew to the top of Xing Chen Palace and looked at the mountain of human lords inside.
"They…"
Lin Ye glanced over.
At this moment, the human lords were in a very bad state.
All of them were deathly pale as they hung upside down from the beams of the palace. Their arms were dripping with blood as they fell into the blood pool.
His heart ached inexplicably at the sight.
Although these people were not related to him, but…
As fellow humans, he could not help but feel indignant.
Whoosh—
In an instant, the Yin Yang Flower Immortal World domain under his feet unfolded.
The vigorous wood-attribute healing rain slowly fell, bathing every human who had lost too much blood.
A moment later, the human lords opened their eyes weakly.
