Lin Fan held Mo Ningxiang as he walked ahead.
Su Yuankun and Qing Lin were supporting Yi Shengtang and Xuanyuan Ding, following closely behind Lin Fan.
The group of six people reached a thousand miles away in a single breath.
They were far from Changliu Mountain.
Everyone looked back at Changliu Mountain with a sense of relief after surviving a calamity.
Thinking back.
The scene just now seemed like appearing in Hell.
Dongmen Buju's hideous and horrifying face, his ruthless moves filled with slaughter and bloodshed.
A living hell on Earth!
Escaping from Hell was not merely luck.
This was all thanks to Lin Fan.
If it weren't for Lin Fan.
They probably would all have died on the mountain.
And their clans would have been mercilessly devoured by the Heavenly Clan.
Thankfully, there was Lin Fan!
Lin Fan not only saved their lives but also saved the lives of their Ancient Clan members.
