Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

hurriedly checked his backhand, but found nothing. After a moment's thought, he urged his spiritual power to flow onto his backhand.The next moment, a magical scene appeared.Suddenly, a blue spirit p...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.lies was considerable. Almost all the ordinary Xian Yuan Wei who had been transformed into spirit allies were wiped out, and even a few squad leaders perished. The cultivators of Wan Mo Ling weren't j...