"Boom!"
With a swift flick of the metal from the spear, Zou Jia gracefully leaped onto the shoulder of a transformed person. The spear tip fiercely pierced through, penetrating the entire head of the transformed person.
"Fifty meters left!"
More than a minute had passed, and the speed at which the chaos was being suppressed in the distance exceeded their expectations. Baldeke had already subdued those refugees and was now leading his men, charging furiously towards them.
The distance for him to reach the nearest transformed person was five hundred meters, and he still had seven hundred meters to cover. At his speed, it would only take a minute.
As for Hao Jian's battle ring, he was gradually gaining the upper hand, compressing the combat space of the Twin Gods bit by bit. Once he reached a certain point, he could directly take their lives!
