or Mu Feng Nishan present. Even Lu Xiaoteng, a cultivator focused on the physical body, felt a shiver run down his spine upon sensing this attack. With Luo Ping'er's strength, she was definitely no ma...The puppet bird simply floated behind him, its wings spread. 。When the wings beat, ripples like water waves appear in the air, rippling outward layer by layer. 。Behind him, phantom birds of wood appeared one after another, swooping towards the opened womb of the Yin Demon Sword and directly facing the halberd wielded by the blue-armored old demon. 。... A wooden bird phantom dissipated with a hum. The momentum of the Fang Tian Hua Ji halberd faltered, albeit briefly. However, a wave of overlapping bird phantoms followed relentlessly. 。Although Fang Tianhua's spear attacks were fierce, they became increasingly trapped within these illusory bird shadows. 。It's like stepping into quicksand, unable to extricate oneself. 。asts numerous mountains and peaks. Countless ascetic monks wander over treacherous snow-capped mountain passes.And there are countless lakes scattered like stars among the mountain ranges, dotted betw...