"Is it not? Is that really Wang Xiaoqiang?" A student gazed at Wang Xiaoqiang, who was slaughtering enemies left and right, showing a face of shock and confusion.
"The pile of ghost cultivators' bodies on the ground, were they all killed by Wang Xiaoqiang?" Yue Buhui looked down at the nearly two thousand corpses of ghost cultivators on the ground, also with a face of disbelief.
"Eh? I seem to feel a surge of demon Qi?..." Fang Qiu clearly sensed a surge of demon Qi, and his Divine Sense locked onto the Demon Droplet. Just as his Divine Sense was about to touch the Demon Droplet, it suddenly became blurry.
"Hmm? Such strong demonic power, it can actually interfere with my Divine Sense!" Fang Qiu grew more and more puzzled.
"Senior Brother Fang, hurry up, let's go assist!" Yue Buhui reminded.
