The Dark Sect Golden Immortal waved his hand, saying coldly, "Capture it and trace its main body!"
"Yes!"
Immediately, dozens of people moved from the rear.
They did not descend directly but took out some ropes, bags, and treasure nets, casting spells toward Wang Jixuan's soul from afar.
Master Wang sighed in his heart;
This group of Immortals is really too cautious!
As a result, his second wave of attack was destined not to gain much.
No way!
They need to eliminate as many as possible to drain the immortal power of the other Dark Sect Immortals!
Wang Jixuan already had an idea, and the soul turned to escape.
Several immortal treasure ropes already came from the sides, attempting to bind Wang Jixuan's soul.
At this moment!
Wang Jixuan's soul transformed from a dragon shape into a human form, suddenly making a half-turn, directly charging at the dozens of Dark Sect Immortals!
