fighting a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage. When fighting cultivators, your enemy is ultimately flesh and blood. But this sword energy born from thin air was endless, filling him with...As Lu Xiaoteng reached the third layer, he suddenly came into contact with a soft barrier. Though soft, it gave off an extremely powerful feeling, like a taut curtain that sent Lu Xiaoteng flying backward

"Where are you going!" The square-faced monk drew his hands, a brown demon subduing staff appearing in his palm. He immediately struck at Lu Xia Tian with it. 。Lu Xia Tian did not dodge or evade, his body twisting with a sudden and strange speed. What seemed like he was about to be flung out now unexpectedly plunged into the prohibition, passing through it in a blink of an eye. 。“This man is so familiar with the inner temple’s restrictions!” The square-faced monk’s eyes almost popped out of his head, and he quickly shouted, “That scoundrel, how much information did he reveal to this man from Qianyin Temple!” The square-faced monk retracted his staff just before hitting the restriction. He was also very familiar with the restrictions and, in a blink of an eye, passed through them. 。 。 。He believed his Blood Gang power was no weaker than the opponent's, and the opponent hadn't used any powerful divine abilities. However, he was always able to dodge his killing moves, avoiding the heavy blows with ease. 。He/She appeared composed and confident. 。If the other party's realm is higher than his, so be it. 。es with Yu Xiaoqiao. At this time, the ethereal flying sword was leaving the Demon Suppression Pagoda, and even its blood qi power was somewhat inferior to that of Lu Xiaoteng. For a moment, Lu Xiaote...