After taking a deep look at Mo Yang, Ning Yiyuan suddenly stood up and strode forward. Although they had survived the second wave of the Beast Tide, the upcoming battle would only become more and more difficult. They could not afford to let their guard down!
Therefore, when Elder Ning and his men arrived, they saw an orderly scene.
Ning Yiyuan stood straight at the front. Although there were some blood stains on his resolute face, his eyes were as sharp as swords, and his aura gushed out! No one dared to underestimate him!
"How's the situation?" After taking a few steps forward, Elder Ning looked at Ning Yiyuan with satisfaction and pride. As expected of a descendant of the Ning family, he did not back down even in the face of danger!
