C891

Amidst a wave of shocked exclamations, dozens of Ghost-faced Apes madly attacked, surrounding the group of youths in a circle.

Crack!

The Sword Son of Mount Kunlun, who had just chopped off another huge rock, was sweating profusely. His expression became more and more unsightly.

"What do we do?" Zhou Chao said in a sobbing tone, his regret making him turn green