In the jungle.
The sword attendant fell to the ground in a disheveled state, while Zhou Bingxuan, despite her fear, gritted her teeth and took out a stack of talismans.
Even though the sword attendant was in a sorry state, she was still aware of the gap between herself and a Core Formation cultivator, even if it was a Fake Pill. There would be no chance of escape right now.
"Senior, I am willing to hand over this item..."
However, just as the sword attendant was weighing the situation and getting ready to buy some time, the pursuing Fake Pill cultivator surnamed Li coldly shouted, "Junior, it's too late!"
A massive seal fell from the sky; from the beginning, his intention was to kill and silence them.
At this moment, the Fake Pill cultivator was also in slight pain, with a wound on his shoulder encircled by evil energy that made his face look extremely unpleasant.
