The Ghost Emperor was both envious and jealous, but his hands did not stay idle. With a slight stir of his divine sense, the White Bone Demon Snake flashed and pounced behind the multicolored rosy light transformed from Peacock Fairy.
He stretched out his hand, five fingers slightly crooked, and sharp hissing sounds of tearing air entered the ear. Dozens of claw-shadows emerged and, like fierce rays of light, shot into the battle as well.
This old monster still was not satisfied. He then sent out that stark-white Bone Spear magic treasure. Yin wind howled wildly, mixed with the shrieks of vengeful souls; the soaring baleful aura alone was enough to make one tremble.
Because of the insult from the female cultivator in palace robes, Peacock was now fighting her with flames raging and oil boiling. At first, relying on her mysterious movement technique, she had indeed gained the upper hand, but the result afterward made her heart shake.
Who knew what secret art that woman cultivated? She was merely a Nascent Soul Early Stage immortal cultivator, yet her divine abilities were even a notch stronger than those of mid-stage old monsters.
Although she was still inferior to herself, wanting to destroy her in a short time was clearly impossible.
Especially those eyes of hers, flickering with red light. Apart from suffering a small loss at the very beginning, afterward she could actually see through her movement technique. This was truly too strange.
Peacock drew a deep breath and calmed her anger. Though the other party was arrogant and shameless, her cultivation truly could not be looked down upon.
And just then, Ghost Emperor Haotian's attacks arrived together, their momentum astonishing beyond compare, leaving not the slightest room for mercy. Peacock could not help but fly into a rage. It