"It's over this time!"
Listening to the words of the black-robed elder with purple lips, a trace of despair emerged in Guan Fei's heart.
The three of us here are all at Qi Refining Cultivation, and the other party has a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, who could easily kill us all, not even needing that short, chubby young man at the Qi Refining Tenth Level beside him.
Unexpectedly, although we obtained the Dust Suppressing Grass and the Life and Death Flower, we won't be able to enjoy the reward of these three thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones.
"How could it be so tragic?"
Zhao Tao gazed at the black-robed elder with purple lips, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
This Great Rift Demon Valley region, though close to the Celestial Soul Hall, might encounter people from the Celestial Soul, but he didn't expect to truly encounter one, and moreover, a Foundation Establishment Elder.
How could our luck be so bad?
