C181 Natural Spiritual Root

Hu hu!

In one of the valleys in the Land of Ancient God, five armed Martial Cultivator s laid in the grass and waited quietly as the strong wind howled, the sand and rocks blew and the night sky blurred.

"We've already waited for four hours, why hasn't he come yet?" One of the Martial Cultivator muttered.

"Wait a little longer. He'll definitely come