Regrettably, the burly man had already prepared for his betrayal well in advance.
Even the desperate attacks of the five men in brocade robes failed to capture him, and he took refuge behind the Jiao Dragon and the giant serpent.
"Meng Chong, you despicable rat, what benefits did these demon beasts offer you to betray the Human Clan!
Aren't you afraid of having your soul ripped out?"
Daoist Qingmu, standing behind the man in the brocade robe, fended off the Jiao Dragon's assault while furiously pointing and cursing at the burly man.
After escaping the group's attack, Meng Chong stood behind the three demon beasts, observing the five Foundation Establishment Cultivators struggling to fend off the Jiao Dragon, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Daoist Qingmu, how foolish can you be, to ask such a question.
In this world, if it can make me more powerful, what does betraying the Human Clan matter?
Every man for himself or heaven and earth will combine to destroy him!
