Boom...
Suddenly, Wang Hua detonated a Xuantian Treasure, blasting a path ferociously and fleeing desperately towards the Divine Spaceship of the Wangyou Sect, screaming continuously, "No matter what, I must get on the Divine Spaceship."
"Even if it means death, I have to contact the Sect Master and pass on the message that my junior sister's brother isn't human."
There are devices for communication on their Divine Spaceship, and Wang Hua is desperately trying to reach it.
Sikong Jing, like a shadow of black demon, was pursuing from behind...
At the same time, under the blue, small Divine Spaceship.
Bai Liuhun reattached the arm that Sikong Jing had severerd.
There weren't many issues after moving it a few times, and he cursed under his breath, "I really damn want to see how that Spirit Martial Root died."
"Senior Brother Bai, there are roars of demon beast chaos coming from Black Smoke Mountain, do you think the people from Wangyou Sect are in trouble?"
