C861 Sitting Fisherman
A few moments later, Qi Tianyu and the rest were all hidden in the ground, observing the cultivators in front of them.
The body of these Tongzi Zong cultivators seemed to be filled with the stench of blood, but the smell of blood was covered by the ghost mask on their faces.
Qi Tianyu's face became gloomy, when these ghost mask looked at it
