"This path is not open, you can all surrender!"
A tall Holy Dragon City cultivator shouted coldly. The three-meter-long battle sword in his hand glowed with a cold light. With just one slash, he had split the Sorcerer in two. This bloody scene immediately frightened the Sorcerer who was trying to escape.
The wizard who was killed was very powerful and was only a step away from becoming a bright moon Wizard. However, in front of this Holy Dragon City cultivator, he did not even have the chance to Dodge. The protective barrier on his body was like paper.
The eagle-eyed magician Goodman roared and waved his hand, shooting out a purple lightning Spear.
This mage was his favorite disciple, and they were almost like father and son. He never dreamed that the other party would die so suddenly.
