Long Hai City.
One of the wounded had yet to recover his HP, but he stood up from the stretcher with a determined expression.
“I want to go to the drowning city’s secret realm to support immediately. My comrades are still there.”
The first wounded stood up, followed by the second and third.
Not long after, all the wounded stood up at the same time. No one was afraid.
“Our comrades are still there. We need to go back and fight!”
Ji Ruyue blinked her eyes.
She had experienced such a familiar scene in the Kunlun Palace.
Facing the powerful demons, her masters and elders stepped forward. They had been wounded a long time ago, but they attacked again.
Even if they had to die, they had to delay the demon’s pace.
“The wounded stay in Longhai city to recuperate. Level eight martial artists, follow me to the drowned city to provide support.”
At this time, a calm voice suddenly sounded.
