Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy-One: Spirit Storage

, utterly hopeless.There was still one survivor, a fifth-level cultivator, but he was badly injured. He roared and led the remaining members of his clan in a charge towards one direction.Facing such a...The Wanmo Ridge side could see Lu Ye's tremendous threat to their own side, wanting to eliminate him to eradicate the future trouble. On the other hand, the Haotiantian Alliance wouldn't miss this either.

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Because different positions lead to different attitudes towards people and things.

Thence, accompanied by a light clinking sound.This black cat face mask ghost cultivator wore a treasure similar to a heart-protection mirror."Pff…" With the force of the impact, Ying Wuji staggered backw...