附身皮物凝光

The words came from the direction of the bushes. Ye Qiu and Luosang couldn't help but turn their heads and saw a battlefield exposed by the wind, wind and fire. More than fifty gray-clothed immortal cultivators entered. A kind of magic circle is being formed. He went head-to-head with the white-robed immortal cultivator of Qi Guozong. Fighting each other with their lives....