"Hahahaha, you have no escape."
The four Exotic Realm Gods were all laughing.
In their eyes, Lin Feng and the others were no different from prey.
The beings of the Exotic Realm always considered themselves superior.
They never respected the cultivators of the Three Thousand Worlds.
It was like this before.
It is still like this now.
This is infuriating, but even if enraged, what can be done? The Exotic Realm Gods are too strong.
"Are we going to die too?" A cultivator said with a trembling voice, his eyes full of terror.
Faced with the gods of the Exotic Realm, now there's only a path to death; no one can contend against them.
"Amitabha..." A few monks clasped their hands in peace.
They seemed to have accepted their fate.
"Wuliang Taoist!"
A few Taoists shook their horsetail whisks, chanting their Taoist names.
And now, they fully resigned themselves to fate.
Maybe even defiance wouldn't change anything now?
The scene before them indeed brought despair.
