Chapter Eighty-Nine: I Hate Cultivators

In the room, Lu Ye was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on his bed.Beyond the Lìtiānxiá lies a vast expanse of plain, its terrain flat and featureless. Such a landscape presented a cruel disadvantage to Lü Yè's current predicament, for there was nowhere to hide.

He took out a very detailed map to examine it. Past this plain, there was a mountain, and on the other side of the mountain lay a great river. After crossing the river and traveling several dozen li further, they came upon a market town.

Such sorcery, if you were to take even a single bite of it, you wouldn't die but you would definitely be stripped of your skin.

The tiger's back was covered in blades as its leaves continuously launched attacks, while the spirit pattern protecting it flickered constantly.

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After the fireball landed, Lu Ye and Amber only suffered some burns, but Lu Ye's hand holding the sword trembled violently.

The magic arts of Lingxi's Seven Layers are not so easy to break.

The opponent's technique was a large-scale attack, aiming to kill Lu Ye in one go. The destructive power was clearly dispersed, but he had to give it his all to block each fireball.

...And what if Dong Shu used all his strength What kind of scene would it be if he didn't rush the spellcasting

This time it really might be dangerous!sing his power.Being in this location, oppressed by the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Disk's environment, only a fraction of Yue Yao's later cultivation level's power can be exerted.For a moment, the old ma...