Lu Yuanjiu's eyes under the silver-white mask narrowed, exchanging a glance with his sister.
The situation has come to this, this battle is unavoidable.
Lu Yuanzhi immediately transmitted to Cao Zhengyang: "Quickly take everyone away via the teleportation array! With you all here, we're bound by hands and feet!"
Cao Zhengyang understood and promptly led the disciples to retreat towards the back mountain of Divine Peak.
At this moment, he was extremely grateful for having taken Phecda Sect, Golden Thunder Sect, and Cyan Feather Immortal Sect.
Truly achieving the cunning rabbit with three burrows, otherwise, today Taiqing Sect would be in peril.
At this moment, Yan Xiaohu hugged the old hen standing at the back of the crowd, dazed on the spot, only snapping back to reality after a while.
After all, he had given the nickname Mr. Ji to Zhou Qing in the past.
"Old Fourth is this formidable? You're not running back because you sensed danger, are you?"
