Teasing...
編集者: Atlas Studios
His entire body shone with the light of a defensive seal.
It could be said that this had already been armed from head to toe.
He was just short of being armed to the teeth…
However, this was very normal for Mu Fusheng.
A little more defense wouldn't be better for him to save his life even if he was attacked by an expert or if he was ambushed, right?
Defensive seals were created by the world.
Naturally, he had his uses.
Why not?
This was the blood and sweat of the ancestors!
How could he waste it?
The Evil General in front of Mu Fusheng was dumbfounded.
A defensive shield that was seven to eight meters thick.
Was this something a human could do?
Wasn't it the same in the human race?
Cultivation practitioners fought with heaven and earth.
If he was afraid, wouldn't he be unable to break through?
Then, why did this person in front of him have such a thick shield?