A body slammed heavily onto the ground, accompanied by Di Kun's muffled grunt. Immediately afterward, another explosive boom rang out.
Lu Xiaotian's heart tightened. By now, he had rescued the Eight-Legged Demon Bull Beast, Luo Qian, and Qiao Lan, and the several of them were under his protection, urgently recovering their strength.
Under Lu Xiaotian's calculations, Niu Tan, Zhao Xin, and Lu Xiaotian gradually moved toward the outskirts of the Blackiron Lion pack.
Boom! A gigantic black bull seal broke through the fog and struck a Blackiron Lion Elephant at the outskirts. Immediately afterward, several flying swords slashed out in succession. Then several short blades followed close behind.
This repeated several times and continued for quite a while. When the suppressing seal formed by the Little Dusk Bull Demon Seal once again thundered down onto the Blackiron Lion that had been under constant attack, an earth-shaking explosion made everyone's hearts tremble.
Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit was stronger than everyone else's, so he quickly recovered from the shock. At that moment, countless objects like iron blocks struck their bodies, causing sharp pain, while the black smoke that had originally shrouded the area seemed to have found a breakthrough and surged madly toward the opening.
The black curtain that had originally filled the space around them gradually thinned, and everyone's vision cleared once more.
What appeared in their sight was Di Kun, lying weakly on the ground, barely clinging to life. The Ghost-Faced Man's robe was also tattered, revealing a pottery-statue-like body covered in numerous dents and battered in many places.
The several spiritual treasures everyone had once yearned for were nowhere to be seen. The spiritual herb garden remained lush, but the plants in it were now similar to the few spiritual treasures such as the Azure Sinking Wood. The Haoyuan