If He Doesn't Come, Won't My Divine Weapon Be Useless? (1)

Seeing his dragon horns being carried away, Ao Guang was so agitated that he finally couldn't suppress his injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The golden blood sprinkled on the ice lake and instantly condensed into ice. Ao Guang's huge body also fell from the sky.

"I must kill you!" Ao Guang roared.

But Zhou Shu had already disappeared, and he could only see Ji Lutian.

Sensing Ao Guang's anger, Ji Lutian thought that something was wrong.

Then he saw countless divine abilities smashing toward him.

Ji Lutian smiled bitterly, but there was nothing he could do. He ran too slow…

…

"Oh, Mr. Ji, you've lived for so long, so shouldn't you be familiar with running? I already called you. Why did you still run so slowly?"

Thousands of kilometers away, Zhou Shu looked at Ji Lutian, who was in a sorry state and covered in blood.

"I…" Ji Lutian was speechless. Don't you know why I'm like this?