"Ants gazing at the sky, completely unaware!"
A disdainful laugh pierced through the Blood Evil aura, echoing beside Qing Xiao's ears.
A graceful figure, with a six-tiered pagoda above her head, walked out from the Blood Evil aura.
The Blood Evil, capable of eroding everything, constantly retreated under the azure light of the pagoda.
"Cang Tower!"
The Taoist in the green robe looked solemn, tightly gripping the magic treasure in his hand.
They had already come to understand the Divine Court Heavy Weapon, Cang Tower, after years of battles and bloodshed.
"No, it's not the Cang Tower, just a mere illusion!" The sword-carrying Taoist, observing the charming figure trapped in the Great Formation, narrowed his eyes slightly as the longsword on his back trembled.
"Together, capture her, do not delay."
Kill!
Nine Taoists stepped forward simultaneously.
Boom!
