However, above the night sky.
The young Demon Lord, cloaked in the black Heavenly Demon Robe, remained expressionless, not even lifting an eyelid.
It seems he does not intend to evade!
"Master!"
"Godfather!"
"Oooooo! Master! The enemy should come out to protect us!"
Observing this incredibly perilous scene.
Mu Xinlan, Ye Hongyi, and Cen Xing'er could no longer contain their worries, and simultaneously leaped forward, seemingly wanting to shield that man from the deadly venomous attack.
At the critical moment.
A tall figure blocked their way.
"What are you three thinking!?"
Feng Lingxue's sword-like brows were cold and stern, she shouted harshly: "This old devil is a formidable opponent even respected by Master himself! With your limited abilities, going up there would be sending yourselves to death!"
"But, Senior Sister...."
Cen Xing'er bit her lip, wanting to say something.
"No 'but's!"
