Dripping Blood Cliff had reached its limits, and yet these two people still wanted to seize the bloodline bead!
"Shameless!" Immortal Lord Wanling shouted in a low voice.
"Hmph, cultivation is for oneself. Otherwise, why would we guard Dripping Blood Cliff?" Immortal Lord Qiong Qi sneered and looked at the distant mountain peak.
"Buzz!"
Divine light and immortal light were already vibrating on the golden plate teleportation array behind them.
"Kill—"
Above the mountain peak, a voice echoed.
They were cultivators covered in bloody light rushing toward the central hub of the array.
In the hall, except for the Immortal Lord Taosi, who had already joined the Blood River Immortal Venerable, everyone else had gloomy expressions.
If the array was broken, no matter who it was or who came, they would probably be devoured by this Senior expert from countless years ago.
"Attack!"
