Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

t something Lu Ye could shake off.There is still 30% of spiritual energy within my body. The defensive spirit inscription that can barely block a single attack from Uncle Dong's night-based magic can...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

The moment for the Wanmo Ling faction to reap the fruits of victory.The demonic cultivator's lips moved slightly, reluctant to respond. But not responding seemed as if he were afraid of Lu Ye, so he buzz...