The Red Dragon Puppet was entangled by a yellow spiritual lasso, shaking its head and wagging its tail while mana surged throughout its body, desperately struggling to break free but finding it somewhat difficult.
This old man... is no simple character!
Li Quanqing felt a chill in his heart and glanced back at Mu Daoist.
He saw that although Mu Daoist was jumping up and down, screaming in agony, he was actually uninjured and his whole body exuded a deep and unfathomable presence.
Fishing for law enforcement?
"You deal with one, leave the other to me!"
Li Quanqing quickly surveyed the battlefield, shouted, and turned to return.
Both of the robbing cultivators were at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage and were not weak; their bodies, intertwined with mana and demon energy, were covered with scales and feathers, looking quite bizarre.
"Human Clan Cultivators... must die!!"
