It was already evening when Lin Tian and Wang Xue's team finished cleaning up Mount Shou.
At the moment when the cleaning team of Mount Shou was about to gather, the earth in the distance started to tremble.
"What's going on?"
Lin Tian frowned slightly. He saw a dense group of magical beasts charging over not far away.
The magical beasts were densely packed. There were nearly 20,000 of them. The dust that rose from their hooves was at least a few meters high. At the same time, the ground trembled.
"Over a hundred bronze-level magical beasts. How can we possibly defend against them?"
"There are over 50 of us. Are we going to die here?"
Many of the team members felt despair when they saw this scene. Although the number of magical beasts charging over was not very large, there were still over a hundred bronze-level magical beasts.
