"Bang!"
After a muffled gunshot, a non-human cultivator at the forefront fell forward, and blood quickly spread from his head.
After twitching unconsciously twice, the foreign cultivator stopped moving.
After another gunshot, blood spurted out of the chest of a foreign cultivator. He stretched out his right arm with a twisted face and knelt on the ground.
The non-human cultivators 'eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of this clean and decisive killing, and a hint of fear flashed across their faces.
The foreign cultivators were clearly very familiar with the Holy Dragon city's firearms and weapons. This was also what they were most afraid of.
It was at this moment that the mercenaries in charge of protecting the group released their arrows at the same time. The arrows, which were wrapped in immense power, whizzed through the air and landed among the group of foreign cultivators.
