Liu Ming saw this, narrowed his eyes, and thought to himself that these four people indeed had no shortage of such tricks. Had he been caught off guard by the green light threads emitted by the ancient mirror just now, facing the joint attack of the three that followed, a general crystal-forming cultivator would probably really perish here.
But for him, who had once easily slain a True Pill cultivator, this was naturally not worth mentioning.
If it were not for the fact that he was currently trapped in the bottleneck of a breakthrough to the later stage of crystal-forming, he would have killed all four of them the moment they showed their faces.
However, under the current circumstances, he also needed to resolve the situation quickly.
With a quick turn of thoughts, Liu Ming changed the spell in his hands, and four black Mist Sea Dragons immediately let out a resounding dragon chant, rushing out from his body in haste.