The two of them walked around the mountains and did not gain much.

The two of them were too lazy to kill those low-level tiger tribes.

For the gods, this place is like a fish pond, and generally only harvests big fish without killing fish fry.

After walking around again, Tang Hao suddenly looked like he had sensed something.

"There is movement!"

He turned around and looked into the ground beside him.

In the deepest part of the ground, he sensed a trace of nine stars.

Although it was very weak and flashed, he still sensed it.

"Walk!"

He sank and plunged into the ground.

After going deeper for about ten thousand feet, he sensed the breath again and was fleeing rapidly underground.
Chapter completed!