Killing enemies as if cutting grass (1)

"Bang!"

After a muffled gunshot, the foreign cultivator's skull was directly split open. His body was also thrown back by the huge impact, and red and white matter splashed all over the ruins below him.

However, a look of relief appeared on his twisted and ferocious face.

Tang Zhen glanced at the dead three-eyed alien cultivator and turned his head away expressionlessly. He then quickly headed to the next location and another gunshot was heard.

The gunshots came and went, but they lasted for a long time.

Due to their extremely strong physiques, there were nearly a hundred high-level cultivators who were lucky enough to survive in the three-eyed demonic human's building. They were currently struggling and roaring in the ruins.

The voice was mournful and desolate, as if it contained endless anger and sorrow.

To them, who were suffering from both mental and physical torture, the feeling at this moment was worse than death!

"You demon, beast, Who are you?