Chapter 3092: A Desperate Blow

ared to be so rude. Qian Dali looked back at the ground on his blood-colored gourd, pointing at some cultivators, and his lungs were about to explode. If he had known earlier that he should have direc...g a hazy yellow light. 。Reflecting all around, those blade-like sand grains suddenly lost their momentum as if struck by an invisible force, pausing mid-air and creating a most peculiar sight. 。"Run!...