C773 The position of the Mysterious God sect was a competition of strength!

Waves of heat waves rippled in the air. The slightly weak cultivator's facial features were distorted as he fell to the ground in pain.

"Let's go!" Dong Jue roared, and took the lead to leap, following closely behind was Xi Lou. The surrounding array disciples did not move.

Seeing that, Lu Wenlong laughed bitterly: I'm still here.

"Be careful!" Su Xiang closed her eyes tightly