C1048 Seeking Directions

"Humph!"

Hearing the words of the relatively fat black-clothed Martial Cultivator beside him, Mo Tian let out a cold snort. His ice-cold face was filled with unwillingness and grievance.

"That black phoenix, isn't it something that we, the seven of us brothers, can capture as we wish? Fortunately, we were quick to react, or else, under the burning of that powerful flame