Its momentum was swift and fierce; aside from defending, there was no other choice.
Lin Xuan was confident he could block it. After all, a Xiantian Spirit Treasure was no trivial thing. Though the magic power it consumed was outrageous, its defensive power was also unparalleled.
No matter what kind of attack the other side used, it ought to be able to turn danger into safety.
Tian Xiaojian most likely would not have much trouble either.
That Demon Armor was far too mysterious.
Lin Xuan guessed that nine times out of ten, it was also an Innate Object.
Even if it was not, it likely was not far off, so it should also be able to preserve his life.
However, while the two of them would come to no great harm, and Yue'er also had Lin Xuan's protection, what was Princess of Ten Thousand Flood Dragons supposed to do?
After that blow just now, she had already been badly injured. Though she was not completely unable to move, her situation was unfavorable to the extreme.
And among them, her strength was the weakest. It was not that she had no ability to protect herself at all, but under these circumstances, wanting to turn danger into safety was truly forcing the matter too much.
Of course, no matter how dire the situation was, Princess of Ten Thousand Flood Dragons would not sit and wait for death.
Even ants still clung to life, let alone a proud daughter of heaven like her.
A trace of determination flashed across her face.
With a sweep of her sleeve, a ball of jade-green light shot out. After circling and dancing briefly, it transformed into an object and stopped above Princess of Ten Thousand Flood Dragons's head.
It was actually an ancient, unadorned scroll painting. Emerald