Within the silver pillar of light stood a huge battle puppet, its entire body black with yellow patterns. Its flowing lines were smooth, while a halo layered with three Dao Marks slowly revolved.
It was releasing an immense spiritual pressure.
Even from far away, Xiao Luo SIR could already sense this extraordinary spiritual pressure... He frowned and suddenly released his grip.
The male cultivator whose neck he had been holding fell helplessly toward the ground... Lin Feng could not even say which team this fellow belonged to. In fact, he could barely remember what the cultivator looked like.
Because of Mad Battle Way's stacked eruption, battles generally ended the instant they began.
The more than fifty female cultivators serving as the power source of the Dao Law Domain were not inexhaustible. They would eventually be drained dry—and since they had been forced to have their spiritual power stripped away, they had no intention of constantly taking pills to recover and support Lin Feng.
Thus, Xiao Luo SIR had been continuously accelerating the battle in the canyon.
At present, most of the female cultivators within the net had already suffered depleted blood and qi, their faces pale... There was not much time left for Xiao Luo SIR.
Of course, under this extreme mode, his battle record was also impressive.
News kept arriving that Young Lady Hong Hai and the others had found Dragon Stones. Of the cultivators from the thirty-one strongest teams who still retained their combat strength, only eight or ten probably remained—though there was no ruling out those who had concealed their auras through special means.
Roar—!
As he pondered, the huge battle puppet in the distance suddenly moved.
Yellow Turban Warrior - Assault Special Attack spread both arms wide. Surging spiritual power pressed against the air, creating a