e that was crushed by the small mountain. His head was shattered. For a cultivator, this kind of death was undoubtedly a tragedy.Several other fleeing cultivators were also terrified out of their wits...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ area himself. On that tall pine branch, Lu Xia Tian stood on top of the precarious pine tree, motionless."Chen Henyuan..." Just as Chen Heryuan was about to finish his sentence, Lu Xiaoteng made a g...