Zuo Jingxiong saw that many people were starting to panic and shouted loudly.

He had no obligation to care about the life or death of these monks.

A group of hunting monks are completely capable of protecting themselves.

But it can be seen that Zuo Jingxiong is very righteous!

Hearing the loud shouts, many casual cultivators and cultivators from small forces seemed to have a backbone. They originally fought independently and began to unite and cooperate with each other.

"Now that we're all here, let's help each other!"

Gongsun Zong rolled his eyes and shouted coldly.

It's not that he wants to help other unrelated monks, but this place is quite strange.

One more person means one more support and cannon fodder, and they themselves have an extra level of safety and security.

"What kind of bugs are these?"

Zhuge Qing couldn't help but make a sound at this time, with a nervous look on his face, and at the same time he seemed a little uncomfortable.

Girls have a natural aversion to things like bugs, and they feel uncomfortable when they see them.

Yan Xiaoshuai shook his head and said, "I don't know what kind of insect it is! What we know about the spiritual fire here is very little!"

But this time.,

Mo Xiaomo, who was standing on Lin Tian's shoulder, raised his head and looked not far away, and then said: "There's going to be big trouble down here! Many people are going to die!"

These words made Yan Xiaoshuai and the others' expressions change, and they became nervous.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes and followed Mo Xiaomo's gaze.

Only seen.

From the high vines, there was a long iron chain as big as a fist hanging down.

"What's this?"

The thing happened to fall next to a monk, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it.

Wow!

The vines above the head parted, and a mountain-like figure fell down, and an eye appeared from between the vines, as big as a bamboo hat!
Chapter completed!