But her expression and movements were also wretched to the extreme, her face filled with lingering fear!
To call it surviving a calamity was somewhat excessive, but the danger just now had indeed been no small matter.
The whole process sounded complicated when told, but in truth it had taken only an instant.
When the Son of Heaven flew into a rage, blood flowed enough to float pestles; and Baoshe, as a True Devil Progenitor, in her fury, made even heaven and earth change color.
The excellent opportunity Lin Xuan had created with such difficulty had not managed to injure this powerful foe. In almost an instant, Baoshe broke free from the three people's encirclement.
Turning defense into offense, she instead heavily wounded two powerful enemies!
The situation had reversed. A trace of smugness appeared in Baoshe's eyes, and she looked viciously toward Lin Xuan.
This time it was your turn.
Facing Baoshe's venomous hatred, however, a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
Did this woman think she had already passed through the crisis?
Wrong!
She had indeed injured two powerful enemies.
But the more so, the more it exposed her current frailty.
Perhaps even Baoshe herself had not noticed that at this very moment, she was in the period when her old strength had just been exhausted and new strength had yet to be born.
And this excellent opportunity was precisely what Lin Xuan had been waiting for all along.
From the very beginning, he had never thought of relying on his two companions.
Leaving aside that Lin Xuan could not trust the two of them in terms of strength, it was also because the three of them joining hands had originally been a choice made under circumstances where they had no other