"Likewise."
Ji Yuan looked at the blood-red cloak on the Blood Shadow Cult Master, and his heart burned even hotter.
This blood-red cloak matches me so perfectly!
His Divine Sense swept over the remaining few people.
After a brief moment of blank confusion, Qiqimu quickly came to his senses.
With his clothes in tatters, he stood in the Void, his aura magnificent. He looked around at the encirclement targeting him, and roared in uncontrollable fury, "Taiyi Immortal Sect, this seat will never coexist with you!"
With that, his body dropped straight down. The instant he disappeared into the ground, he had already released the Earth-Escaping Vessel.
But since Taiyi Immortal Sect had designed this encirclement, how could they have failed to anticipate that?
Not long after Qiqimu landed, a series of thunderous booms rang out from deep underground.
The mountain shattered, and the ground collapsed.
After only a few breaths, the phantom of a towering ancient tree gradually took shape over the ground.
With life and death hanging in the balance, Qiqimu used Witchcraft.
As for Fellow Daoist Niu and Fellow Daoist Tian, whose movements had been a step slower from the start, they were still near the ruined Black Dragon Peak. Escaping now—would be as difficult as ascending the heavens.
Yet Ji Yuan's gaze still swept over Fellow Daoist Tian. He had always felt that this fellow had a way to escape.
Because he was too dark. From the moment they first met, Ji Yuan had felt that he was exceptionally dark.
A person like him probably had some hidden life-saving trump card.
"Brother Xu, neither of us can hold back later. We'll use our strongest moves at once and catch this person off guard."
"Only by crippling him with a single strike will we have a chance to