The gunmen who were stationed in the camp immediately moved closer.

However, they did not point their guns at the flying humans.

And they didn't look too surprised.

Chen Yang took a deep breath and the person who flew over was a cultivator, just like the ancient Santong's cultivation level.

The man frowned in the sky, snorted coldly, and fell to the sinkhole.

Chen Yang scratched his chin. If he went down too, if he got some magic weapon fragments, could he exchange them for money?

When Chen Yang thought of money, he became short of breath.

What fragments can make so many strong people rush to, must be priceless.

"Yes, with my invisible ability, it is not difficult to get fragments. If anyone wants it, then he can get the money, and maybe it can be exchanged for 180 billion yuan."

Thinking of this, Chen Yang finally stopped thinking about it. Even if there is a rake underneath, as long as it doesn't step on it.

So he jumped down impatiently.
Chapter completed!