C392 The Formidability of the Cultivators of the Central Plains？？

"Elder Shi, Elder Shi..."

Somewhere on the precipice of a mountain peak, Lee Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru were shouting along the way.

"Don't come over!" Shi Gonghu stood where he was, circulating the magical energy in his body continuously. His entire body was filled with energy, but his face was pale, and the back of his hand was purple. It was obvious that he was poisoned