This Emperor is Tired
Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation
Upon seeing this, Lu Wu opened its mouth and inhaled, pulling Duanmu Sheng to it.
"Let's go!"
Lu Wu had lost more than half of its strength so it was not wise to continue fighting.
Just as Lu Wu was about to leave, Xu Zhongxia smiled. "I've been waiting for this…"
After sending out a signal, Xu Zhongxia tossed out several talismans.
The cultivators in the surroundings hurriedly activated the formation. All of them held a piece of formation cloth in their hands. At this time, the inscriptions on the pieces of cloth were glowing.
The clouds in the sky parted as grid walls appeared around them.
Lu Wu paid no attention to them and rushed out.
Boom!
One of the grid walls caved in, causing a few cultivators to vomit blood as they were sent flying back.
Cao Zechun waved his staff again. A wave of green energy shrouded the injured, quickly healing them.