"Be careful. Don't push yourself too hard..."
Before Weisheng Moran could finish, Li Tianming vanished straight from before their eyes with Miaomiao.
"Such a hurry." Zi Zhen curled her lip.
"Can't be helped. His old flame might be in trouble," Weisheng Moran said.
"No wonder!" Zi Zhen snorted.
"But he's still very good to us. He gave us the first chance to grow, made little progress himself, yet still went to take the greatest risk," Weisheng Moran said softly.
"You really are considerate, always so good at noticing his strengths." Zi Zhen lowered her violet eyes, battle intent churning within them, and said deeply, "With a fight like this, plenty of equipment will definitely drop. Cover me—I'll grab it! We can't help him over there, so let's save up more money for him. The poor kid's been impoverished half to death."
"Sure." Weisheng Moran smiled.
The two exchanged a glance. Though they had bickered for a long time, that was how their tacit understanding had formed. Zi Zhen transformed into a Purple-Blood Evil Ghost, while Weisheng Moran shone with the light of her Illusory God and followed behind her, clearing a path for her!
Thus, the two-person get-rich squad officially entered the battlefield!
"So it really isn't blasting me?"
Li Tianming entered this sea of blood lightning and souls through the Void Universe Astral Manifestation.
All around him, the liquid torrents of soul lightning continually shot out in bolts, automatically striking toward the Primordial Imperial Army soldiers!
Although there was also a great deal of liquid lightning around Li Tianming, the Great Xia Chinese Character Illusory God could block it. After all, since it wasn't actively targeting him, its damage was somewhat lower!
As this liquid lightning washed over the Void Universe Astral Manifestation, it caused a little disturbance,