"Swish, swish, swish——"
Facing the five people who came to kill her, Lu Wangshu pursed her lips lightly, her pretty face was solemn, and the magic light was lingering around her. She suddenly shot out and met the attack of the five people alone.
At the same time, a black umbrella appeared above Lu Wangshu's head, circling wildly, and turned into a series of nine-nine mysterious signs, arranging her in all directions.
"Boom boom boom——"
The collision of the two magics caused a series of bombardments and explosions, forming a terrifying aftermath of magic power.
"Hiss, this woman is facing five foundation-building masters alone, and she is not at all inferior."
"You call this not inferior? Burning so many talismans in one encounter is simply extravagant. Is this a battle of magic or a waste of money!"
