"Haha." Blood flowed from the wound on his forehead, sliding down the scar and dripping from the corner of Li Huowang's gasping mouth, then sliding onto his charred chin, finally dripping onto the ground, gradually saturating the cracked soil.

At this moment, Li Huowang's situation was extremely unfavorable. Whether it was the talisman, the spine sword that could cut through historical rifts, the bronze coin sword that could dispel evil spirits, or the purple year sword that could cut iron like mud, none of them had any effect in front of this dragon vein.

More importantly, even the Taoist sects and the unfavorable Ao Jing techniques were ineffective against them.

Having been in this crazy world for so long, Li Huowang encountered such a difficult existence for the first time.

He finally understood what Zhuge Yuan meant when he said that the Taoist sects would not take action against the dragon vein.

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