The proud cultivators of the Alliance (1)

After waiting for about 15 minutes, there was a sudden roar in the sky above the city. It was unusually clear in the dead-Silent City.

Soon, two black dots appeared and kept approaching the location of Tang Zhen and the others. They could be judged to be two helicopters.

"Master, they're here!"

The young man in the suit whistled and said in a light tone, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes.

It was obvious that he looked down on this so-called cultivator Alliance like the other Eastern cultivators, so there was no respect in his tone at all.

Sun Daquan and the others remained silent, as if they were made of stone. It was as if this matter had nothing to do with them.

It didn't take long for the helicopter to fly above them.

A rope was thrown from the cabin door, and then someone else descended to the ground, one after another, at an amazing speed.