Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy-One: Spirit Storage

reap the fruits of victory.The demonic cultivator's lips moved slightly, reluctant to respond. But not responding seemed as if he were afraid of Lu Ye, so he buzzed, "Hundred Barbarian Mountain, Niu...The Wanmo Ridge side could see Lu Ye's tremendous threat to their own side, wanting to eliminate him to eradicate the future trouble. On the other hand, the Haotiantian Alliance wouldn't miss this either.

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Because different positions lead to different attitudes towards people and things.

Theission: "Brother Yiye, it's time to withdraw!"The surviving cultivators of the Qitian Sect were startled. The news must have already been sent back to their base. This place was only thirty miles away...