The nameless Valley was silent at this moment.
The originally plain night wind was now mixed with the smell of blood, giving it a hint of killing intent.
After the black-robed cultivators fled, Qian Long immediately left ten people behind to clean up the battlefield. He then took out an application card and tore it open.
The card turned into a stream of light and disappeared, but dozens of mountain motorcycles appeared out of thin air, filling the empty space in front of him.
get in the car and give chase. We can't let these bastards go today!
Qian Long snorted coldly. After swallowing an Ivy pill, he grabbed a motorcycle and sped off like a bolt of lightning.
Although high-level cultivators moved very fast, running at high speed for a long time consumed a lot of physical strength.
If he wanted to chase after the black-robed cultivators, it would be more appropriate to ride the motorcycle!
