“Is this your companion mount?” Lin Jia Lu asked, full of doubt.
Long Hao Chen nodded.
Lin Jia Lu’s eyes were filled with a bit of pity, “Well, his figure cannot be clearly seen at all. Let’s set off for now.”
Long Hao Chen took out the Radiant Shield as well as the Light Sword, silently walking at the rear. The five people formed a rhombus battle formation, crossing the hills before finally entering into the territory of the demon race.
There was a wide plain ahead, but their sight did not even reach its boundaries. When wind blew, a faint scent of blood could be smelled in the air.
From the time that the demon race appeared and humanity’s history entered the dark age, 6,000 years had already passed.
