The cold words echoed in this valley.
Wen Xiuming and the other four who were preparing to enter the ancient riverbed hidden deep in the valley were stunned and stopped in their tracks.
All of them turned around and looked at Lin Tian.
Everyone else, except for Long Motian, held their breath.
Because the aura from these people, except for Ye Nanfeng, was no less terrifying than Long Motian!
Such terrifying individuals.
Mo Jiwu and Shen Hongming felt an overwhelming sense of oppression and didn't dare to breathe loudly!
Even someone like Lu Teng and Haan Tianfang, Martial Venenerates in the Transformation Realm, bowed their heads in silence.
"They are all cultivators!"
Lu Teng and Haan Tianfang glanced at each other in secret, both seeing a glimpse of horror in the other's eyes, their hearts simultaneously flashing this thought.
At this moment.
Wen Xiuming and the others focused their cold eyes on Lin Tian.
"Was it you who just spoke?"
