Xia Xiaohe, who came at the right time, was immediately attacked relentlessly. The immortal technique of Mahayana Stage cultivators hit her like a storm, forcing her to flash from left to right and in a difficult situation.
"Hey guys, no need to rush. We have neither grievances nor hatred. We should be peaceful and friendly to each other.
"Who wants to be peaceful and friendly with you!" Qin Guangmu's eyes were red as blood and his hands were constantly changing gestures to adjust the attributes of the immortal spirit. Like tides, he sent out powerful immortal techniques which turned everything upside down.
