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A residual image streaked across the sky, intermittently smashing through space before finally crashing down between two mountaintops and coming to a stop at the base of the mountain.
Su He, with his Divine God Machine, pursued fiercely, waves roaring beneath him, heading straight for Young Master Hou.
At the foot of the mountain, Young Master Hou rolled and leapt up, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood and glaring at the charging Su He, his face flushed with anger. He, Feng Lu of the Sealed Emperor's Palace, had never been so disheveled!
Feng Lu's face flashed a fierce grimace as he suddenly raised a glazed bead in his hand, inside of which Qian Qianzi looked cold as ice.
"Dragon Turtle! Let me leave, or today I, Feng Lu, will perish with her!"
So your name is Feng Lu. Judging by the name, you're not one to have a blessed appearance. It's about time you hit the road. Su He's speed did not decrease but grew faster.
