Fan Feng rushed over immediately.

"Catch him! Take him down!"

Before Su Moyun could speak, Wu Ji immediately ordered two disciples to catch Fan Feng to prevent him from causing trouble again.

"Brother! You can't take action! You are risking death! You are risking death! You can't go! You can't!"

Fan Feng was pulled by two disciples and struggled wildly, but to no avail.

With a bitter smile on his face, Wu Ji walked over, patted Fan Feng on the shoulders, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you don't have to worry, I will find a way to survive!"

"Senior brother..."

Fan Feng cried.

Many fellow disciples were also moved by this and secretly wiped away tears.

But Wu Ji lowered his voice again and said urgently in a low voice: "You should find a way to get everyone out of here right away!"

Fan Feng suddenly raised his head and looked at him in disbelief.

"Senior brother Lin is right. The master is crazy, the elders are crazy, they don't regard us as human beings at all, but as tools, tools to consume the physical strength of the tomb guard! Let's go! You must think

Find a way!"

Wu Ji looked at Fan Feng firmly, then turned around and walked forward.

Fan Feng stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Yes... we have to leave! Otherwise, the people here will be forced by the elders to fight with the tomb guard one by one, and all of them will be wiped out by him.

If this continues, everyone will die!!

Must leave!

Fan Feng's face was pale, and he was thinking painfully about his retreat.

Boom!!

At this time, another loud noise like bursting eardrums was heard.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a strange roar.

It's like...the roar of a unicorn!
Chapter completed!