Regrouping the team

The fatty saw the chest of the person in the coffin rising and falling, and he was still breathing. He couldn't help but shout out in excitement.

As far as the eye could see, there were people lying in each coffin with their eyes open. Other than being breathless and feeling a little dizzy, there was nothing serious about them.

The coffins were filled with martial artists, and each of them had a certain level of cultivation. To be able to capture so many martial artists at once, it was indeed a brilliant move.

When the Warriors walked out of the coffins, they were stunned to see Li Tian and his team. Then, they realized that Li Tian and his team had saved them.

"These people are almost all slaves from the Colosseum. I was wondering why there was a sudden disappearance of a group of people, so they were caught and brought here. "Feng Qiao has seen most of the faces here. They are the slaves of the Colosseum.