Chapter 1879: The Death of the Lionheart

the Wan Mo Ling meticulously planned their every move, it would be impossible for anyone to watch them constantly. There would always be times when they lost sight of him.Lu Ye allowed the giant beet...After a moment of contemplation, the Lionhearted stood up slowly. His tall figure almost touched the upper deck of the Star Vessel, forcing him to bend slightly as he hummed, "Yuan Cheng, Daoist friend, thank you for your escort along the way. We'll stop here."light clinking sound.This black cat face mask ghost cultivator wore a treasure similar to a heart-protection mirror."Pff…" With the force of the impact, Ying Wuji staggered backward, spitting out a mo...