Fang Qingxue and the others dared not take it lightly, taking a deep breath and releasing their Gang Qi to protect themselves.
Moreover, numerous exotic treasures adorned their bodies.
Fang Qingxue, in front of everyone, donned a thin gauze robe, shimmering with radiant light, appearing extraordinary. She then released a flower basket that enveloped her entirely. She glanced at Luo Chen, somewhat hesitant.
Gu Xun's face was solemn; he first swallowed a black elixir, then wore a string of prayer beads on his hand. Additionally, a damaged ancient bell hung high above his head. Finally, he scattered a handful of crystal stones, forming a very small space that enclosed him.
In contrast, Xiao Lin and Ice Emperor appeared rather poor.
Xiao Lin barely had time to slap a yellowing Talisman onto himself, which emitted powerful Spirit Qi without restraint.
Luo Chen glanced at it, a bit surprised, but then understood instantly.
