a punch, a white tiger shot out, followed closely by a fierce cultivator.Before he could even figure out the situation, the cultivator standing in front of him clutched his neck and collapsed to the g...Half a month later, Lu Ye, dusty from his travels, appeared before a canyon. Compared to the previous hardship of riding a tiger on the road, he was undoubtedly more composed at this moment.

On the first day riding Tiger, he was tossed about so violently that he almost fell apart. The inside of his thighs were rubbed raw and bloody. That kind of state couldn't possibly allow for cultivation at all.

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She is a spirit, coming and going without a trace. Doing this makes it convenient for her, and on several occasions she has helped me avoid some hidden dangers in advance.

>>Under the influence of that mystical mist, Lu Ye clearly felt his spiritual energy being compressed and refined. This must be the root cause of how a cultivator's internal power transforms from spirit...