"Bang!"
After rushing forward dozens of miles.
Ao Ying was thrown out of the void, landing rather awkwardly on the snow.
At this moment, her face was even paler than the snow.
"Did I shake them off?"
Ao Ying, who had always been irreverent towards ghosts and gods, couldn't help but feel a trace of panic rising uncontrollably in her Heart Lake. She couldn't help but look back, staring intently at the rift where the void had shattered, while once again forming a seal, carefully controlling the opening and closing of her [Feng Mou].
Ao Ying was ready.
If those "dirty things" rushed out from the torrent of the void.
She would immediately unleash all means, with the Dragon Descendant's Blazing Flame, to annihilate them completely.
This was no longer the [Ruins].
The Demon Country's soil was barren, the primordial energy thin, but there was still a trace of primordial energy here.
Recklessly using divine skills would attract the attention of Chiling City.
