Immortal Heavenly Thunder Pattern, erase everything!
Gui Tao's people only took one glance, and they felt their whole body tremble, terrified and panic-stricken.
This was fear coming from the Great Dao.
At the same time, the black soul Taoist robe he wore, which spells couldn't break, Divine Thought couldn't invade, and Formations couldn't destroy—the dark Taoist robe, woven with Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation and the remnants of fierce souls, was instantly torn apart by the tribulation lightning, turning into ash!
"Uncle, I told you not to look..."
Mo Hua's tone was one of sighs, but his face was all smiles, like a sly little fox.
"... looking will turn you into ashes!"
Gui Tao's people couldn't believe it.
This innocent, harmless little thing, he...
He turned out to be a little swindler!
Not just him...
There was also his junior brother...
Gui Tao's people only then understood.