"Kill!" Suddenly, a low roar echoed.
The disciples from the thirty-three major squad branches rushed over from behind at high speed.
Although their numbers were greatly reduced due to the assassinations in the labyrinthine mechanisms, there were still five or six thousand men, led by the strong elders of the thirty-three major squad branches, charging madly towards this side.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take your senior sister inside!" Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao was still dazed, the Black Dragon Saint Child barked sharply.
Regaining his senses.
Zhang Xiaohao, carrying the Saintess Hua Yan, tapped his foot and sped towards the front, heading for the colossal and luxurious palace.
Just now, he had been stunned by the sight of this golden palace. It was hidden in the mountains, a sheer work of gods!
