Chapter 963: Put on Your Mask

mountain, sometimes retreating, sometimes shifting left and right, looking quite miserable.>Within this short time, less than a incense stick's worth, the female cultivator shot out nearly eight hundr...ried desperately to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't do it at all.In just a few short breaths, all but ten percent of his spiritual energy was depleted!"Ugh" Duan crouched on Lu Ye's shoulder, half...