chapter 167 Race against time

"Thundercloud storm, defense!"

At this critical moment, the masters of the Duanmu family who accompanied Maurice to Yanjing City, and the nearly forty top masters of the Cyclops tribe who were riding on their flying swords, all suddenly opened their eyes with their eyebrows raised.

Dozens of thumb-thick purple-black electric lights, like the occult seal of The Emperor's Record , blasted at a distance of a hundred miles almost without any time interval. They did not lock...