Qing Tu had a sullen face, still mocking Yan Chenyun.
He was so angry he could hardly breathe.
The rear line, surprisingly, was wiped out.
So many source ores, even as a Divine Elder, he would have to pay a considerable price.
These were all purchased from Ximo City, at a high cost, it was like cutting a piece of his own flesh.
...
Qing Tu's voice was extremely high-pitched, even able to suppress the shouts of the Yan Gui Corps.
At this moment, the Yan Gui Corps sank again from its previous excitement.
Indeed, the blood mist over the source mine was getting thicker, it was clear that Qing Tu was right.
The mine, after all, could not be saved.
Yan Chenyun clenched his fists tightly, but he was speechless.
No matter how many triumphs the human race had, the source mine today was lost regardless.
All the Grandmasters sighed.
Mu Cheng stared at Su Yue from a distance.
This guy, his strength seemed to have grown significantly.
And Bai Xiaolong, he had indeed broken through.
