Dust flew into the air, accompanied by the clash of weapons.
Dozens of figures approached from the distance.
"Hand over the Ink Shadow Crystal." "Dream on!"
"Then die!" "You think you can stop us?"
The two sides consisted of the Demon Race and the Machine Race.
In terms of cultivation, the two sides were evenly matched.
But in terms of numbers, the Machine Race held the advantage.
Yet the Demon Race possessed powerful bodies, and for the moment, the battle remained evenly matched.
As the fighting drew closer, both sides noticed Lin Mo.
However, seeing that he was alone, they did not pay him much attention.
If Lin Mo had not been alone but part of a team, this battle might very well have stopped.
Here, no one would fight to the death when a third party of comparable strength was present.
But Lin Mo was alone now, so naturally, they did not take him seriously.
Especially when they saw that Lin Mo was merely at the World Lord Ninth Stage and had not even reached the peak, they cared even less.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The battle continued, with both sides trading blows.
"Ink Shadow Crystal?"
Hearing their argument, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.
"I didn't expect to run into Ink Shadow Crystals the moment I arrived."
One of his goals for coming here had been the Ink Shadow Crystal.
As long as he found the place where Ink Shadow Crystals were produced, he might be able to find what he was looking for this time.
Originally just watching the spectacle, Lin Mo raised a foot and walked toward the two groups.
His movement immediately drew the attention of both sides.
Not only did the two groups notice him, but even George and Francis, who had been hidden in the