"Hurry up……"

Meng Zhiyuan's lips trembled as he urged the other four junior brothers and sisters.

At this moment, not only was he unable to speak fully, his body standing there was shaking violently uncontrollably, and he was unable to move his body for a while.

The other four people also had tears welling up in their eyes, and they were also shaking like chaff, and they could only speak vaguely in their mouths.

"Hurry... hurry over, hurry, second brother, I can't move..."

"Third brother, go...go, I...I can't fucking move..."

"Brother, hurry up and don't let senior leave..."

Just like that, until three more breaths passed, Meng Zhiyuan rushed out of the forbidden place.

While he was still in the air, he transformed into a thin, short, green-faced man with extremely red eyes. In a few blinks, he was already in front of the "Tianling Cave".

"Zhang Daoyou, help! Senior, help!"

In the next few breaths, four more figures came like lightning. "Dong, dong, dong..." they all fell to the ground and kept shouting. The sound was shrill and the cry was extremely sad.

They were afraid that Li Yan would not know the origin of the "Dark Spirit Monster Bat" clan, so they did not hide anything anymore, and kept telling their family's misfortunes while begging.

There was endless sadness in the voice, time passed so quickly, and there was already a dazzling Yin Hong on the stone surface in front of them.

"Brother, are there other restrictions in the cave? Fellow Daoist Zhang and the senior have gone far away, and our voices have been isolated!"

A middle-aged man with a dark face and no beard said sadly, he was the second senior brother here.
Chapter completed!