Three million miles north of the Zhai Yue Nation.
In a dense valley, under the bottomless black pool was the location of the Ghost Sect.
At this moment, in a secret cave in the Ghost Sect, blood flashed.
Over a hundred blood-colored lights were gathered from the void.
The person who gathered them was the Sect Master of the Ghost Sect, Zhao Liwen.
Bang!
Suddenly, the first blood-colored light was cut off.
Zhao Liwen frowned. "The bronze-armored zombie was killed?"
The blood-colored light in his hand was the blood contract he had signed with the bronze-armored zombie.
No matter how far away the bronze-armored zombies were, he could control them through this blood light.
When the blood light broke, it meant that the corresponding bronze-armored zombie was eliminated.
Zhao Li relaxed and he smiled coldly. "I have hundreds of bronze-armored zombies. So what if one died?"
