Chapter 95 Timing

Xuan You's various psychological activities will not be mentioned here.

On the other hand, Lu Qingshan had fallen into the most troublesome situation he had encountered so far.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator from Xuan Ming Valley, who was in charge of the formation, looked at the Eight Gates Shield Armor continuously circling around Lu Qingshan's body and sneered.

"No matter how strong this magic artifact is, how many times can it withstand the attacks of the great formation?"

With a wave of his large hand, a spiritual power ball, both more powerful and larger than before, instantly condensed.

The surface of the spiritual power ball was overflowing with spirit, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

"Go!"

The Xuan Ming Valley Cultivator sneered viciously, and with a fierce push of his palms, the spiritual power ball, accompanied by an irresistible thunderous roar, shot towards Lu Qingshan.

Xu Hao, who had just relaxed, immediately felt his heart leap to his throat again.