"I just wonder how many people will survive this time..."
The Sun Lake Fireman sighed softly. Every time the Primordial Earth Palace appeared, although there were many opportunities, numerous geniuses fell there, with a high possibility of complete annihilation.
"I just hope that some people's faces won't turn too sour this time!"
From the direction of Black Moon Mountain, Wang An sneered, looking towards Ancient Sword Peak, and said indifferently!
Boom!
A terrifying light gate appeared again. Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, figures started emerging from the light gate!
"Good, good, good, it's great that you're okay!"
The first to emerge were naturally Chu Ming and his group, a total of seven people. Seeing this, Ancestor Wan Shui was so excited that he couldn't speak. In this moment, all the treasures were insignificant; their lives were the most important, especially Bai Hanyan, who was her only direct disciple.
"Where are the geniuses of the Golden Sand Domain?"
