Their faces were all marked with unavoidable exhaustion and panic.
"Found them!"
A demonic cultivator's eyes flickered with greedy light.
"Boss, they are indeed here!"
"Kill!"
Another demonic cultivator, unable to restrain himself, turned into a black shadow and rushed forward.
The sinister middle-aged man finally lowered his last thread of vigilance.
Prey, right in front of them.
Fragments of the Heavenly Dao, within reach.
He ordered.
"Everyone attack, make it quick and decisive!"
Four demonic cultivators lunged simultaneously from four directions towards the three people in the center of the clearing.
They wore cruel smiles on their faces.
As if they could already envision the scene of the other party being torn to pieces.
However.
Just as they stepped into the clearing's range, at that moment.
Luo Qingchen, who had been facing away from them all the time, slowly stood up.
He turned around.
His face showed no trace of panic or weakness.
