One slip of the foot became a regret for the ages; looking back again, a hundred years had already passed.
That Spirit Race woman's strength had originally been comparable to a Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivator's, but because of a moment's carelessness, Lin Xuan had instantly killed her here.
Although Yue'er's figure had been exposed, the situation was already very favorable for Lin Xuan.
With his shrewdness, he naturally would not let such a fine opportunity pass. With a flick of his sleeve, the Black Water Asura Blade flared with fierce light, changed direction, and cleaved toward the black-clad man.
When Yue'er saw this scene, she naturally would not stand idle either.
She raised her jade hand and pointed forward.
A muffled "puff" entered their ears. The Mysterious Yin Treasure Box actually burst apart in midair, spatial fluctuations suddenly rising as countless strands of silver light tore through the air and shot out.
With a slight blur, they seemed almost to Teleport, arriving right before the opponent.
The change had come too suddenly. There was nowhere to dodge!
The black-clad man turned pale with fright. With no time for further thought, he spat out a mouthful of essence blood. It flashed in the wind and turned into a black shield, blocking in front of him.
The next moment, those silver threads had already swarmed in.
At once, like rain beating banana leaves and lotus pads, the black shield shook without end. After lasting only a few breaths, it was riddled with a thousand holes, completely pierced through.
There was no more obstruction!
A trace of grim determination flashed across the black-clad man's face.
He clenched both hands, and in an instant, spiritual radiance flowed over the surface of his body. His figure actually began swelling madly.
"Not good!"
Lin Xuan turned