"Fellow Daoist Mo Guang!" Han Li yelled, and Mo Guang immediately swept a sleeve through the air to release a plume of black mist, which split up into eight tentacle-like appendages before lashing out at the oncoming karmic fireballs.0

A string of loud thumps rang out as specks of black flames were sent flying in all directions, but some of them made their way up the tentacles of black mist toward Mo Guang.0

Mo Guang's brows furrowed slightly upon seeing this, and a burst of aura fluctuations erupted out of his body to scatter the oncoming karmic flames.0

Some specks of karmic fire fell onto Fox 3's body, but they were instantly repelled by the green light emanating from his body.0

He felt a burst of baleful qi infiltrate his body, and his consciousness was dealt a heavy blow, but thankfully, under the protection of the Imperial Peak Spirit Restriction Talisman, he only experienced a brief rush of dizziness that quickly wore off.0

However, that was far from the end of their troubles.0

As the karmic fireballs continued to shoot...0