C1300 All the Male Cultivators in the World Have a Spare Tire 72

The wailing sound of a flute rang out.

Just like the demons and devils that crawled out of hell to nibble away at one's mind.

With a single hand, she carried the unconscious Su Daji through the boundaries of the cultivators. Wherever he went, the cultivators who were previously baring their fangs and brandishing their claws weakly fell to the ground.

Many people's bodies twitched