The prelude to! strange death

In the cloud fog ruins, a group of foreign cultivators were surrounding the huge pit with gloomy expressions. It seemed like they had been there for a long time.

The anti-demon disk was still floating in the air, spinning at the top of the pit. It made a buzzing sound that made people feel extremely irritated.

This was the first time this thing would act like this after losing its target.

As for the pit filled with the putrid liquid, it had already been smashed into a mess by the foreign cultivators. Now, the putrid liquid was splashing everywhere, and the nauseating smell lingered in the air.

However, the foreign cultivators didn't care about this. Instead, they were like stone and wood carvings, their eyes and spiritual power were fixed on the big pit, and they didn't move an inch.

They were accumulating their aura, like a powder keg that could be detonated at any time, and could easily blow the enemy into pieces!