Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

out, the bright path turns dark, and slave miners lose their way and starve to death.As Yang Guanxi walked, Lu Ye noticed something strange. Yang Guanxi kept looking back over his shoulder, his expres...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.t, where the spirit-guarding pattern was located, shattered, blood splattering everywhere. Xia Liang had a bloody thin line across his neck, blood beads seeping out. In this instant, both of them, who...