Chapter 44 I am Liangxiu_1

Whoosh, whoosh——

Three loose cultivators were running forward recklessly, their forms as swift as the wind, with flickers of spiritual light beneath their feet, one leap forward covered a distance of seven or eight zhang.

The thick white mist was being pushed forward, waves of mist swept out in all directions.

Feeling the rapid depletion of his spiritual power, the burly man lagging behind couldn't help but lament:

"Damn it, they all say that the gap between us loose cultivators and Dao Institute's cultivators is frightening, and today I finally got to witness it. Old Master Yin's Ghost Skin, it should at least be equivalent to a cultivator in the first or second layer of Qi Refinement. How could it be blown away directly by a single spell from that youthful novice who's also in the early stage of Qi Refinement?"

"How old is he?"