Deep in the suburbs.
A murderous intent emerged from the dark night.
Lu Ming locked onto the elder and chased him. He did not let down his guard.
Although this old man had been stabbed and injured, he was still a dignified six-star cultivator. It was impossible that he was not prepared! Especially since this was his territory.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Cold lights flashed.
Two figures traversed the cave.
Suddenly…
Lu Ming paused in his tracks.
Beneath his feet where the elder had just passed, there were some messily scattered rocks arranged in a familiar pattern.
This thing…
Lu Ming took out his communication device and scanned it.
"Dee—
"Scanning.
"Dee—
"Automatic image recognition is completed. There are 2,570 matches (0.5 seconds used)."
Shush!