Hearing the roar of the Foundation Building cultivator in the Mystic Brilliance Form, the black-robed scholar fell into deep thought. As for the youth from the Third Peak, his mind shook and he had the intention to retreat.
Xu Qing frowned slightly but didn't respond. Instead, he directed the soul of the Sea Corpse Race he had killed and absorbed into his 29th magic aperture.
At the same time, he headed straight for the Sea Corpse Race member who was injured by the black iron stick and was rapidly retreating. He spoke his first words in this battle.
"If you don't want to die here, stop Black Robe!"
Xu Qing didn't even look at the black-robed scholar from the Sea Corpse Race and headed straight for the injured Sea Corpse Race member.