Although Wuhua heard the reminder of the first Wang Feng, he was aggressive by nature and refused to admit defeat and did not evacuate immediately.

Facing the fierce immortal of the cave, Wuhua had no choice but to avoid it. He was able to speak the Buddha's voice, staring at his eyes wide, and his fists came out.

"Click!"

The sound of a broken hand bone sounded, An Bochen's body shook, and a hesitation appeared on his face. The talisman was almost finished, and only the last five words were left, but Wuhua was still in the morning.

A rumbling thunder came, and dozens of thunders flew across the sky, shattering the night, teleporting continuously, and heading towards the stone pillars.

The situation is urgent. If An Bochen goes to save Wuhua, he will fail. If he does not save him, Wuhua's life will be difficult to save.

With a sharp gritted teeth, Amberchen left the stone pillar with his fingers. He was about to cast a spell, but a tall and gloomy black shadow appeared behind Wuhua.
Chapter completed!