The Construction Site of Excavators

"Look at my Judgement Staff!" A warrior dashed up with a black iron staff and tremendous warrior qi gushed out, shattering the skulls of several cultivators and even the whole building!

"Impossible! Who are these guys?!" The face of the cultivator in black was livid. "Isn't it just the owner of the Origins Internet Club! How come there are so many masters with him?!"

"No… Don't kill me!" The arrogant cultivator who had a bandage on his face and his two bruised hooligans dropped to the ground in fear and howled in fear while the unpleasant smell of urine floated up from their pants.

However, in the next moment, they were swallowed by the power of waves of spiritual spells before they could scream more.

"You really don't care about this girl's life?!" The burly cultivator in black roared and condensed spiritual essence in his hand, instantly shattering a blood rune note.