C534 The Dao and God Sects' Tremors

Under the dark sky, the setting sun was blood-red, dyeing half of the sky red. In the village 30 li away from Howling Moon Demon Sect, the old tree was broken. Viscous blood bubbled and bubbled, emitting a pungent smell, shocking everyone who looked at it.

Corpses were being devoured by the flying old raven.

A few disciples from Howling Moon Demon Sect came over to ask for more information