the city Lord?!
Among the mutated cultivators at the front, there was a familiar figure. It was the city Lord of this city.
He was also a spirit Emperor, only one step away from the realm Lord, and was the strongest in this city.
But now, he was just like those mutated cultivators. His body was so dry that there was not a single drop of water in it, and he looked like a skeleton with a layer of skin.
There was no longer a familiar look in his eyes, only an irrepressible madness and ferocity, as well as an indescribable unfamiliarity.
"How did this happen, Yingluo?"
The spirit Emperor cultivator was getting more and more terrified. Even the city Lord was not spared. It seemed that the situation was far more serious than he had imagined.
In fact, the current situation was within his expectations.
When he found that there was no one in the building, the spiritual Emperor had already guessed this, but he still thought that he could get lucky.
