Qinghong Battle Armor
Editor: Atlas Studios
Bang!
Ye Yuan lightly threw a punch out, directly crushing a True God Realm battle spirit to dust.
Entanglement?
It did not exist!
The battle spirit's strength was not up to his level. It could not cause any hindrance to him at all.
"Sigh, if we had known earlier, we'd have followed me. Facing these battle spirits, body-cultivators have too much advantage."
"Isn't that so. It's too late now."
...
Extreme Luck's people had regretful faces. Song Yu's face swelled to the color of pig liver.
Ye Yuan walking over was like looking at flowers while riding on horseback. It was too effortless.
Very soon, his position went past those squads that went first.
While those squads were still caught in arduous struggles, their progress was very slow.
"Enough crap! Still not moving, the treasures will be snatched by people!" Song Yu said crossly.