During the subsequent process of surrounding and blocking Lu Xiaotian and the others, the Golden-Armed Demonic Bull tribe rushed forward and nearly twenty thousand of them were infected by poisonous Qi. A considerable portion directly turned into toxic water, while the bodies of others were also partially dissolved and nearing death.
At this point, fully half of the entire Golden-Armed Demonic Bull army he brought had already died or suffered injuries. As for the troops at the Heavenly Immortal level and above, because they had to lead the encirclement of Lu Xiaotian, Kong Shan, and the others, their casualties were even more severe, reaching seventy percent.
Now that he had caught the Desireless Fire Salamander, how could he possibly refrain from attacking him with lethal force?
The Desireless Fire Salamander's face flushed red. Although he was also currently in a state of severe injury, he truly had not exerted himself during the recent process of intercepting Lu Xiaotian.
This fellow Kuawu was unrestrained in his speech, and right now he was genuinely tearing away his face.
Too lazy to engage in a futile battle of verbal wit with Kuawu, the Desireless Fire Salamander continued to pursue at high speed in the direction where Lu Xiaotian and the others had vanished.
"Putting on a show for who to see." Kuawu let out a cold snort, turned his head, and roared at his troops, "What are you dowsing around for? Follow me right now to wipe out those skeletons."
Kuawu fancied that he had now found a better target. That fellow Lu Xiaotian did not appear to be any higher in cultivation than himself, only that his strength had, to a certain extent, exceeded his cognition. At the speed he and his troops currently possessed, it was already very difficult to catch