Bei Feng had a strange expression on his face. It was just some gangster rabbits, was there really a need to be so depressed? If a sex poodle really came out, keke, that would be a different picture.
"With just these few people, they still want to dream of wiping out the gangster rabbit nest? That's like an idiot speaking of his fancy dreams. My guess is that those people hiding in the dark are probably getting more anxious now?"
Bei Feng stood outside the cave, staring into the distance. It was unclear what he was thinking about.
After such a tragic battle, the over thousand human cultivators had suffered a great loss to their numbers. Even adding all of them together, there were less than 500 remaining. Their casualty rate was extremely heavy.
The leaders of the four groups also felt an incredible heartache at this loss. They gathered together, and discussed softly for a long time before all their forces joined together again.