Under the falling dust, Xie Tian unleashed the Green Lotus Ancient Fist to lock down the void, not only breaking Yi Tian's witchcraft, but also blasting the opponent's sorcerer body into powder, making the sorcerer's soul flicker like a candle in the wind, almost extinguished.
Seeing this scene, even as strong as Hou Shuo, couldn't help but take a cold breath.
Xing Ba hurriedly embraced Xing Fu, who was about to scream in disbelief, and stepped away from the square.
He didn't want his son to lose the drive for Body Refinement.
"So, people, still need to cultivate..."
Throwing out a line full of pretentiousness, Xie Tian held back the pain within his organs and withdrew from the falling dust.
At the same time, the four elder sorcerers, who only wanted to escape, were subdued by the joint efforts of the tribal priests.
"Hand them over to me, how about it?"
