Covering the wound on his chest, Luo Shang looked at Ling Mulao in disbelief. He didn't expect that she could still break her formation so easily.

"Luo Shang, I'm glad it's you!"

The corners of his lips were raised, and an unfathomable smile slowly overflowed from Ling Mulao's brows.

"But I can't be happy!"

The five fingers hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly, Luo Shang stared at the three people opposite him coldly, his eyes gradually narrowed.

Her glass-like eyes no longer had the dazzling light. Looking at the enemy at this moment, she could only feel bloodthirsty murderous intent.

“Now that I’m here, I don’t even want to leave!”

As soon as he finished speaking, there wasn't even a ray of wind passing by, but it made his clothes flutter and his hair fly.

I saw the corners of his ivory white clothes scraping, and his black hair flying messily. Gradually, sharp claws, a ferocious face, and a furry tail appeared.

"Vixen!"

Nangong Yi frowned, tightened the sword in his hand, and then saw Luo Shang's true form.

No wonder he always felt that there was evil around him. It turned out that this woman was not an ordinary person, but a fox who had been practicing for thousands of years.

"..."

Xuanyuan Moxie, who had been standing at the back, saw this but remained silent. His face remained as elegant as ever, but there was a fleeting cold light in his eyes as clear as the sea.

Spirit Fox, this woman is a Spirit Fox who has been practicing for thousands of years!

Peach blossoms are flying and blood is splashing everywhere.

The pink clothes, the cold smile, the alluring face flashed through my mind uncontrollably, just like a torn dream, but it eroded my heart bit by bit.

She is the spirit fox in her hands!

"Take your life!"

"Hand over the Blue Dragon Pearl!"

At the moment when he lost his mind, Nangong Yi had already flew out, his feet were flying, and when he raised the sword in his hand, he slashed away countless sharp sword energy.

Their bodies were lightning-like, and their moves were both virtual and real. They were not as capable and direct as Ling Mulao's, but they were also not complicated and useless.

Nangong Yi's internal strength is astonishing. Although he is facing a vixen who has been practicing for thousands of years, every move is not inferior in the slightest.

The claws and fangs are flying, and the evil spirit is everywhere.

The sword flashes and the wind blades fly.

Ling Mulao took a step back slightly, folded his arms and looked at the figure in mid-air indifferently.

Ling Mulao had never experienced Nangong Yi's abilities, but she believed that Luo Shang, who had practiced for thousands of years, was still no match for him.

His cold-bloodedness cannot be matched by Luo Shang.

After a moment of hesitation, Xuanyuan Moxie bit his silver teeth and tightened his big palms with distinct joints.

No, we can’t just sit back and watch!

As soon as the thought flashed, Xuanyuan Moye waved his long sleeves, lined up beside Nangong Yi, and took action at the same time.

After practicing for thousands of years, Luo Shang's magic skills have already become superb, but he never expected that he would not be a match for these two men.

Xuanyuan Moxie, from the day he entered Yongyi Mansion, she knew that this person was not a miracle doctor, and the further she went, the more she felt that this person was not far from her guess.

But who is this man in the blue robe?

He has no demonic aura and no spiritual power. He is obviously a mortal, but why does his aura around him seem as sharp as the god of death and his methods as brutal as a Rakshasa?

The figure is flying and the murderous aura is clanking.

Between the three of them, the figures were spinning rapidly like a quick shot in a movie. The ferocious demonic aura and killing inner power filled the air, making no sound in the wind.

Fingertips tapped lightly on the table. Ling Mulao watched the fight between the three of them like a bystander, but his eyes gradually narrowed.
Chapter completed!