Lifting her daughter with one hand and clamping her maid's hand with the other, a long sword flew out from the embroidered jacket and expanded rapidly. She stepped on it with her toes and the sword suddenly accelerated.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, you can't do anything, let's go!"

After more than ten feet away from the battlefield, Ding Runyao's voice came.

Wu Tianen's eyes were about to split, and he suddenly roared: "Get up!"

The Seven Stars Zhaoyue suddenly bloomed, and seven spiritual talismans exploded, transforming into a radiant aura that swept across the entire battlefield.

Chen Huaisheng also realized that this was his only chance, and with full spiritual power, he burst out: "Spring Thunder Jingzhe! Yangguan Sandie!"

A stream of spicy and fishy smell rushed into his throat, but he suddenly became enlightened. Suddenly, Chen Huaisheng felt that his understanding of Lei Fa had a new artistic conception.

Hey, eleventh level, passed!

Three waves of the dragon gate, three lightning strikes, and a series of detonations!

The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and golden snakes danced wildly, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth. They complemented each other with the explosive flashes of the seven-star moon-lighting talisman, illuminating the entire battlefield into daylight.

After sending out the sunshine three times, Chen Huaisheng suddenly turned over and sandwiched Sandang Ling and Min Qingyu between them, sacrificed the flying talisman, and flew away quickly.

Several black shadows flashed towards them, but Wu Tianen continuously activated the evil-fixing talismans, and they were arranged in the air like fans.

The demon corpse general bumped into the evil-fixing talisman, groaning repeatedly. By the time they tore through the barrier formed by the evil-fixing talisman, the target had already disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!