"Old Black!"
The silver-haired beauty looked at the miserable scene, her face incomparably cold. She looked at the old Ghost God and said, "No matter what, this is our territory. How can we let these criminals run wild here? Can you help them?"
The old Ghost God shook his head. "Little Ancestor, judging from all the information, we probably can't beat them. Better to let sleeping dogs lie, right?"
"They're being this insolent right in front of me. They clearly don't take me seriously...!" The silver-haired beauty was furious, her rage towering to the heavens. The blood mist before her churned without cease, and those utterly vicious Eight-Curse Serpent members seemed to be tearing Si Shen Chenyang apart alive.
"Little Ancestor, this bunch is completely bereft of conscience. If you're really angry, we can deal with them after we get out!" the black-blooded old Ghost God said helplessly.
Anyone with eyes could see that Si Shen Chenyang had already "fallen" at this moment. On the other side, Xiao Xiejun alone was actually fighting Si Dao Fenghua to a standstill.
"Sister-in-law, save me! Aaaaah!"
Si Shen Chenyang's shrill cries came through. Yet those cries were like sharp blades, throwing Si Dao Fenghua's mind into even greater chaos. Fighting Xiao Xiejun alone had already forced her to give it everything she had. If that bunch devoured Si Shen Chenyang down to the bone, would they spare her?
At this moment, Si Dao Fenghua's entire body trembled, her face deathly pale. Her purple Primordial Vein Field shook heaven and earth, firmly suppressing the crazed Xiao Xiejun. Listening to Si Shen Chenyang's cries of agony, she called out to Xiao Xiejun, "Say it outright! What do you want? You set up such a dangerous trap—our two lives alone definitely aren't your goal! Say whatever