Chapter 1100: The Black Ghost Robe

“Spare my life, Master! Master, please spare my life!” The middle-aged, fat cultivator cried out in terror, begging for mercy."Tao'er is dead, you servants, and you still have the face to come back."...self." The black-robed old man smiled wryly.>"I'd have to have that kind of power to do that." Lu Xia Tian shook his head. He wanted to retreat, but this Yuan Gang was relentlessly pursuing him, givin...