C125 Defeating Golden Core Cultivators

Every time he thought about the miserable state of those people who had died when Song Yun had died, Song Hao and the others could not help but tremble with hatred. When he roared at the sky, he wished he could cut them into pieces!

In the alley, two figures tightly embraced each other.

"Zi'er, don't worry. I will protect you!" One of the men had no blood-red mark on his forehead