C89 Magic

As the plane became eerie, Tie Mu frowned as he felt something was wrong. Even if they thought of another way to leave this place, they might not even be able to meet the Sand Tribe. He could only pray that Sha Tongtian and the others were alright.

The sword formation unfurled, and Tie Muyuan defended against the terrifying energy that appeared once again. The sword beams slashed through the air