C837 A cultivator of the sea of clouds under the control of a slave

"Kill ?"

The four of them did not make the group of Immortal cultivator of the sea of clouds who were being guarded stop in their tracks with their words. Instead, they crazily rushed up while shouting, waving the immortal apparatus in their hands, like a group of fearless soldiers.

"This... What's going on? Did they not hear what we just said? "

Witnessing this scene