A few hundred miles away from Rong City, a vast demon camp was stationed here.
These tents were all in the same shape. There were two huge bull horns on the tents, and a strong demonic aura rushed into the sky.
At the front, a wide tent was filled with people.
The people who called themselves pythons were actually all mighty figures of the Bull Clan with bull horns. Most of the experts of their tribe were actually gathered here. This time, they were under the orders of Lord Black Dragon. No matter how arrogant Niu Batian was, he did not dare to be negligent.
Patriarch, I see that the Linlu Clan and the Snowmen Clan won't be able to achieve anything. I heard that there are only a few sixth or seventh-grade Spirit Transformation Realm old fellows in Rong City. They won't be a threat to us. Why don't we make a move early and take Rong City directly? At that time, we can ask Lord Black Dragon for credit."