C61 Sitting fisherman

Dao Lang's eyes were staring fixedly in front of him, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted. He could sense a few auras approaching the place they were standing.

"There's someone ahead. Everyone, pay attention." Dao Lang leaned on a member of the mercenary group and said vigilantly.

"Roar!" Just as Dao Lang said that, five figures suddenly appeared in front of him