"Now, you all can scram."
"Those three top-grade Sub-God Crystals are mine. If anyone dares to grab them, I'll kill them!" The black-robed youth sneered.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
"I'm not willing to accept this!"
A chorus of furious martial artists roared. Those were three top-grade Sub-God Crystals, each incredibly precious.
But now, they were being told to leave. They couldn't reconcile with that.
However, the black-robed youth in the sky was simply too powerful. His methods were ruthless, wiping out five disciples from a great sect with just a wave of his hand.
If they stayed any longer, their lives might be in danger.
For a moment, everyone was at a loss, their expressions grim.
"Hmph, don't think you'll get away with it!"
"Dare to kill members of the Golden Light Sect, today you will have no return!"
"The Moon Worship Sect won't spare you!"
