The Beijiang cultivators in the nameless Valley were attacked from the sky again.
Fortunately, they were reminded this time and moved at the critical moment, avoiding the tragedy of being wiped out.
The cultivators were shocked when they saw the fire rise to the sky and raze the nameless Valley to the ground.
The same question was echoing in their minds. What kind of magic weapon was this? why did it have such terrifying power?
How many of these kinds of consumable magic weapons did Lou Cheng have? would they fall from above his head from time to time?
What would happen if they did not receive a warning in advance during the next attack?
Thinking of this possibility, the cultivators of the northern borderline shuddered.
The confidence of the cultivators from the northern border had taken a heavy blow at this moment, and they also began to fear Lou Cheng.
Lei Yun Zhenren was very clear that it was a taboo to be afraid before the battle.
