"Come out and face your death."
Lu Qing spoke lightly, as if he was going to casually crush an ant.
Everyone was shocked by Lu Qing's arrogance.
They couldn't believe it was said by someone with only a mere Five Tribulation Cultivation in the Primordial Spirit Realm.
As for Mo Tushan, he felt an evil fire emerging from the depths of his heart, instantly furious.
"You're courting death, kid!"
With a roar, Mo Tushan's burly figure stepped forward and appeared in front of Lu Qing, throwing a punch.
In his rage, he didn't even use a Magical Treasure, only wanting to use his strong Power of the Physical Body to pummel Lu Qing into pulp with punch after punch.
"Not good!"
Yu Jian didn't expect Lu Qing to instantly draw such hatred.
Sensing the murderous intent emanating from Mo Tushan, his eyes focused, ready to intervene.
But the next moment, the treasure sword he had just lifted froze, staring blankly ahead.
