s pair of tall and thin men from the Yin Ming Demon Sect hadn't even had time to react when Lu Xiaottian's golden whip reversed, extending like a spirit snake. It cut through the rolling Ghost Cry San... its body. 。All that is now present in Lü Xiaoteng's realm is difficult to fully imitate. 。It seems there is still a fairly long road ahead. 。Lu Xia Tian was stroking his chin, pondering how to make...