C512 Haotian

"Elder, someone just barged into the Ten Thousand Evil Mountain. Should we report this to the sect?"

In front of the Ten Thousand Evil Mountain, a man behind Leng Xinghong stepped forward and cupped his fists as he asked.

Leng Xinghong frowned, his expression cold and terrifying, he looked around and sensed the dense stench of blood, causing his expression to congeal