Amidst the secretive and enchanting beauty of the butterfly, others could no longer discern reality from illusion, only seeing piercing light and hearing angry roars from within.
Almost everyone on the city wall was captivated by this scene and deeply moved in their hearts by the mysterious path uttered by Deacon Zhan and other Tianzang realm big bosses.
While the onlookers were distracted, Qin Yu had already rolled up his sleeves, looking ahead at the 2999 men Phantom Army of Yuezhuo Mountain charging wildly.
Going back and forth without taking down the weak Wuque, and even being poisoned, consuming large amounts of spiritual power, isn't it infuriating?
Infuriating indeed!
So they charged forward.
The 2998 people of Wuque were still in place, their spiritual energy greatly depleted, whether it was the thousand-member defense group or the Shark Cold Sword Cultivator team, the consumption was enormous.
