The formation made up of these people was torn to shreds by the metal objects spat out by the tongues of fire!
"What is that? Some kind of special magic artifact designed for long-range attacks?"
"But how could such a powerful artifact operate without any mana fluctuations?"
"This is simply cheating!"
The bald man lying on the ground felt his scalp go numb, thanking his lucky stars he hadn't charged out at the first opportunity.
There were actually quite a few cultivators like him, instinctively discerning the best way to dodge at the earliest moment.
But as soon as Su Ping's divine sense swept over,
all the surviving cultivators were laid bare.
And so, the white-haired youth threw down the defensive heavy machine gun, now empty of bullets and contributed by a registered disciple, and switched to the heavy sniper rifle with a glorious record of service to begin calling the roll.
"Dammit! The enemy must have some long-range detection magic artifact!"
