In the wilderness.
A group of martial masters sat on the ground in a Mountain Valley.
At this moment, some of the martial masters were silent, some were meditating, and some were still thinking about the previous battle.
49 people, not a single one missing.
However, there were still martial masters who were injured. Some were shaken, and some were attacked by the sunlight. Although they did not die, they still had some internal injuries.
However, even though they were injured, no one dared to say anything.
They were all thinking back and reflecting on this battle.
There were many questions.
At this moment, Li Hao returned with some red balls in his hand."This is the blood God. Only an original divine weapon can extract it. You should have felt it before. It's invisible, but you can still sense it."
"The most important thing now is not to wait to return and share the spoils of war, but to use the current gains to make everyone stronger quickly."
