"Clan leader, it's not good. Xiao Wei Ting took control of that ancient chariot and returned to the clan. You tell those bastards to hide quickly, otherwise we will be in big trouble!"

"Little Wei Ting is driving an ancient chariot. Even the old guy from the Thunder Beast Clan can't touch it, let alone block it. Besides, I think Little Wei Ting's condition is not right. He is obviously going back to the clan for revenge!"

"Hurry up and let those bastards hide, and others will be ready to stop them!"

"The ancient chariots that came out of the Shura battlefield are not something ordinary people can deal with!"

After the thirteenth elder finished speaking,

With an anxious look on his face, he galloped forward and rushed towards the clan!

…

at the same time,

Di Xin, who was in the dead realm, also noticed something was wrong with the ancient chariot. He frowned slightly and suddenly discovered that,

The extremely clear shadow of the ancient chariot in his consciousness turned into a ball of blood. Even his orders could not be transmitted to the ancient chariot!
Chapter completed!