"This is really bad," Lin Feng couldn't help but howl in misery as he quickly scrambled to his feet from the ground.
And the situation of Ouyang Xiyu and the others clearly wasn't much better than Lin Feng's.
Their faces were pale, having suffered no light injuries.
However, the self-destruction of the Ancient War Chariot had blown up a large number of Golden Blade Demons.
The destructive power generated by the self-destruction of the Ancient War Chariot was still quite astonishing.
Lin Feng and the others dared not linger and quickly swept forward; soon, those Golden Blade Demons that hadn't died chased after them again, numbering around four to five hundred.
Not far away, about a dozen Cultivators were being pursued by a group of Golden Blade Demons, some Cultivators, like Lin Feng and his group, had escaped into the valley below, hoping to find their way out of the valley to survival.
Lin Feng saw Shui Xinqi and Mo Miaoling.
They were also among this group of people.
