Xu Yuan looked at Gu Yin, annoyed, he had been fighting for a dozen hours, but he could only kill half the monster army that Mo Zuan had sent before.
Whereas Long Zi stared at those hundreds of millions of monsters with horrified looks, he believed that the Cultivator Land would soon be destroyed under this army of monsters.
For a group of Factions who saw the hundreds of millions of monsters in front of them now only surrender to fate, they no longer had the will to live.
"It's the end of our history, and we will never be able to fight hundreds of millions of those monsters."
"This is all to blame on Mayor Weilan and the young man from the Black Tortoise Faction, had that young man not offended a bunch of monsters, we definitely wouldn't have ended up like this!"
