"What are you lot still standing around for? Do you want me to do it myself?" Black clouds churned as powerful spirit power pressure spilled forth, enveloping the three cultivators ahead.
Under the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Realm expert, a bead of sweat slid down Zhang Tao's forehead. Yet after exchanging glances with his two companions, none of them chose to submit.
All three were at the great perfection of the Spirit Movement Stage. If they went all out, victory was not necessarily beyond reach. They were truly unwilling to let the Spirit Stones and treasures they had painstakingly amassed fall into someone else's hands just like that.
Moreover, unlike other cultivators, who all harbored their own hidden motives, the three of them had grown up together since childhood. They were not brothers, yet closer than brothers; advancing and retreating together was no problem for them.
Sizzle...
Strands of black lightning flashed from within the dark clouds. The Demon Cultivator's patience had reached its limit. Seeing that the other side was about to make a move, Zhang Tao gritted his teeth and struck first!
Spirit power surged, and he summoned a Spirit Tool shaped like a Flying Dagger.
"Courting death!"
A cold snort rang from the dark clouds. Countless tiny arcs of lightning gathered together, transforming into a bolt as thick as an arm that slashed down.
Thunderbolt Strike, a high-level incantation renowned for its offensive power!
Just as the lightning was about to strike Zhang Tao, a yellow umbrella flew diagonally out from beside him. It was a defensive Spirit Tool, wielded by a plump man with a beaming smile whose strength could not be underestimated.
At the same time, Zhang Tao's other companion made his move as well. His Spirit Tool was a golden brick, and once