Chapter Eighty-Nine: I Hate Cultivators

abilities, Song Zhi knew them well. That man was a ghost cultivator capable of killing across borders and even into Zhenhu Lake.Such a powerful ghost cultivator making a move against a Cloud River Fi...Beyond the Lìtiānxiá lies a vast expanse of plain, its terrain flat and featureless. Such a landscape presented a cruel disadvantage to Lü Yè's current predicament, for there was nowhere to hide.

He took out a very detailed map to examine it. Past this plain, there was a mountain, and on the other side of the mountain lay a great river. After crossing the river and traveling several dozen li further, they came upon a market town.

Such sorcery, if you were to take even a single bite of it, you wouldn't die but you would definitely be stripped of your skin.

The tiger's back was covered in blades as its leaves continuously launched attacks, while the spirit pattern protecting it flickered constantly.

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After the fireball landed, Lu Ye and Amber only suffered some burns, but Lu Ye's hand holding the sword trembled violently.

The magic arts of Lingxi's Seven Layers are not so easy to break.

The opponent's technique was a large-scale attack, aiming to kill Lu Ye in one go. The destructive power was clearly dispersed, but he had to give it his all to block each fireball.

...And what if Dong Shu used all his strength What kind of scene would it be if he didn't rush the spellcasting

This time it really might be dangerous!gaze.His indifferent gaze finally made Ye Xiong flustered."Ye Liu, I'm your second uncle. You can't kill me. You're still young, and you don't want to live with the burden of killing your family, do y...