As soon as the members of the crazy team woke up, they looked at the group of fierce beast around them and were even more desperate in an instant.
"'eagle ', what do you want?"
Sikong crawled on the ground feebly, looking at Purple Gold Eagle.
The other five members, who pretended not afraid of death, looked at Purple Gold Eagle maliciously.
Of course, being watched by them, Purple Gold Eagle certainly felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking of the consequences of the last unauthorized attempt to kill Xue Ling, Purple Gold Eagle refrained.
"A group of weak human beings, hurry up and meet my master."
Purple gold eagle pointed wings in the direction of Ningtian.
Members of the crazy team looked in front of themselves this time.
A huge ancient tree, under the sunshine, emerald green and some transparent leaves swing with the wind, showing extraordinary sanctity in beauty, making people feel like surrendering to this ancient tree.