Hu Hu ... the cultivator ran until he was panting.
He was already old, and this kind of speed was a big burden on his physical condition. He was a mage cultivator, so he did not have a strong body like a swordsman. He jogged continuously for more than an hour, not only because of his firm belief and will, but also because he did not want to drag the team down and waste song qingxiao's 'magic'.
However, at this moment, the cultivator's physical strength had also reached its limit. Smoke was coming out of his throat, and he felt as if his heart was going to jump out of his body.
"Phew ... Hu Hu ... Something happened ... What's happening?"
Song qingxiao suddenly stopped. She thought that there was a dangerous creature in the way. She clenched the magic book under her arm and walked toward her with her trembling legs.
"I think we should be at the fallen Dragon Valley." Song qingxiao didn't turn around, but her words made the cultivator's spirit rise."Look at the map."
