Chapter 4047: Convergence

magical power surged to its peak. Behind him, the Blood Gourd Taoist and the clay figurines engaged in a fierce battle, but who lived or died was none of his concern. Dealing with this clay figurine... appeared dozens of meters away from the spot where the two spirit artifacts attacked. He held a completely black, featherless little fire raven in one hand and looked at Zhao Dexiang and the other wi...