Eternal Sword Ancest

Yun Hao's gaze was fixed intently on the human cultivator who had been struck by the poison of centrifugal plague.,"Cloud brother, I'm sorry...I dragged you down. None of us expected this to happen…" Ding Mao's mood was obviously extremely bad, his voice carrying a wave of pessimistic emotion.,Outside the curtain, the young man leading the way, Du Ming, raised his arm, signaling that he need not say any more.。