Logically speaking, with the strength of this Dragon Burial Team, even if he could not find Romero in the base, it was enough to startle the snake out of the cave. There was no news at all now. It was very likely that something was wrong with the Dragon Burial. Perhaps as Mu Lingjiu guessed, Meng Tian was really from the Qi family. His purpose of coming here was not to kill Romero, but Ye Xiu.

Could it be that Long Teng planned a plan for a long time failed because of Qi's selfishness?

"Hey, someone is here..." At this time, Mu Lingjiu suddenly came over and said softly.

Zhao Zilong was stunned and looked up. Sure enough, he saw two figures coming from the direction of the base.

However, it seemed that they had sensed their existence. The two figures suddenly stopped and then turned around and ran in the other direction.

Zhao Zilong was about to order to chase after him.

If the other party has completed the task, they will escort the other party away from here. If the other party is a member of the Burial Dragon who took the opportunity to escape, they will turn into a law enforcement team and kill him.

But before Zhao Zilong's order was made, everyone present was shocked. They turned their heads one by one and saw an old man wearing a gray gown walking over step by step.

When I first looked at it, the old man was still a hundred meters away, but when I looked at it for the second time, the old man had already reached a distance of less than thirty meters for everyone.

Everyone's face changed.

"Escape!" Mu Lingjiu was the first to jump up, let out a low voice, turned around and ran away.

"Retreat..." Zhao Zilong, who had always been confident, did not hesitate at all. He issued orders to the many Dragon Soul members around him, and ran away.

Just because this old man brought them a great sense of oppression, this is definitely not an ordinary sect realm. Even the master of the samadhi would not bring them such oppression.

This is clearly a great master!

How could a grand master appear here?

Zhao Zilong and Mu Lingjiu have no time to think about it. They only know that even if everyone goes together, they will have no chance of winning.

The other Dragon Soul members reacted very quickly and fled in all directions.

But a huge handprint caught everyone in the moment they escaped.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a huge wave of air burst out.

The fastest Mu Lingjiu was shocked to death on the spot. She was still in the air and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, but as soon as her body landed on the ground, she jumped up and continued to escape at full speed.

Zhao Zilong was also shocked by this palm and vomited blood. When he looked back, he found that none of the brothers who had been with him for many years could stand up. Everyone had broken muscles and bones, and they died of spitting blood.

Zhao Zilong's eyes were filled with grief, but he forced himself to turn around and fight against the old man, bit his lip, and ran forward with all his strength.

Grandmaster, the other party is a real grandmaster.

"When did Zhao Wuji's descendants become so timid?" At this time, the old man had already arrived at the position they were standing just now. He didn't look at the Dragon Soul members who were slapped to death by his palm. He just looked at the direction where Zhao Zilong escaped and sneered.
Chapter completed!