C725 Gamble on Future Battles

A figure flew up and spun in the air before kicking out towards a pillar formed from black gas. Blue light condensed on his feet as if there was nothing it could do.

Boom — —

The pillar exploded.

This figure passed through the explosion and landed on the ground. It was a young man in his twenties.

Hundreds of cultivators had arrived here.

Some of them were floating in the air