"What a Qin Sect, it seems you wish to restore the ancient sect!"
Ji Bieqing also shouted, "All warriors, be on alert, eliminate all appearing enemies!"
"Yes!"
Many warriors quickly formed into battle arrays, some crouching, some standing, guns ready and spirits focused, prepared to launch a cyclic barrage as soon as the enemy emerged. The appearance of a single cultivator was usually a major crisis, and now there were more than a hundred of them.
If they couldn't kill them all here, they might cause tremendous damage to Xuandu later on.
As the gates opened.
Qin Hao laughed heartily, "Hahaha, come forth, my Cultivator Legion!"
With a wave of his hand.
From the dark corridor's depths, five or six disheveled figures stumbled out.
All of them were wounded, some even had missing limbs.
They looked utterly distraught...
However, with their arrival, the spiritual charm sensors equipped within the military instantly began to wail intensely.
