Tang Luo's horse was racing away under his crotch.

The location of the Fusang tribe is a very wonderful dangerous terrain, with a falling pit in the middle and a towering trench around it.

It looks like a crater, but not that deep in the middle, and is higher than the surface.

According to the legend of the Fusang tribe, this is the trace left by the disappearance of the Fusang wood, not the magical art of nature.

If you want to enter the Fusang tribe, there is only one circling road, and the entire tribe is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Someone!"

After galloping for a while, King Kong narrowed his eyes and stood a man in black robe not far in front of them, with his hands behind him, wearing a hood, and only one chin was exposed, making people unable to see his face clearly.

Vajra instinctively pulled the reins and slowed down.

This man in black robe was obviously coming for them.

Beside King Kong, Tang Luo, who was originally in the middle, rode a horse and flew past him without slowing down at all. He ran straight over him.

"wait"

The man in black robe had only time to say one word, and was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground and could not roll.

70 miles a horse hits a man!
Chapter completed!