Chapter 3533: Retreat

l attitude.“Boy, you’re going to die.” A tall, burly cultivator from the Jincan Valley with a black face charged at the front, raising his three-pronged green staff to strike Lu Xiaitian on the head..... A blue light flickered, and a huge gust of wind howled out. The dark red cassock rolling up and down with poisonous mist was blown everywhere by this gust of wind. Even the flying cavalry tribes att...