"So, it really is three Blood Cultivators!"
On the back of the Flying Thunder Eagle, Qin Yang's gaze was fixed on the three people, a glint of cold light flashed in his dark eyes.
Although there was some distance, the blood evil aura on their bodies was hardly concealed, and this aura still carried a touch of freshness.
"This, these... you...!"
Beside him, Zilan's pretty face turned pale for a moment, and there was a trace of anger in her clear eyes.
At this moment, on the highway that stretched for tens of kilometers, one could see cars colliding and exploding everywhere.
Fires were burning on the highway.
Some cars that didn't explode were rolling by the roadside, the interior filled with a blood mist.
Such methods were utterly bloody and heinous!
Seeing this scene, Qin Yang, Bi Luoyue, and Ophelia of the Werewolf Race all wore grim expressions, as such a scene was indeed quite tragic.
"These creatures truly don't care for the lives of Earth's humans."
