Slaying Ao Qin and Ao Leng!

"Hmph!"

Lu Changsheng and Murong Taxue stepped forward at the same time.

Boom!

Five-colored lightning surged around Lu Changsheng, his azure robe snapping loudly within the thunderlight. Five kinds of lightning intertwined around him, forming a dazzling Thunder Domain. The branches beneath his feet were swept by the residual thunder, and scorched marks spread like a spiderweb. Meanwhile, cold air permeated Murong Taxue's surroundings. Her Moonlight Sword pointed diagonally at the ground, frost blossoms condensing along its blade. The bark beneath her feet was covered by a thin layer of ice at a visible rate, and even the air gave off faint cracking sounds.

One ice, one thunder—their two auras intertwined and forcibly pushed back the spiritual pressure unleashed jointly by the twelve members of the Nine-Headed Sea Snake Race.

"That old man is mine."

Murong Taxue locked her gaze on Ao Leng, her voice cold as frost.

"Be careful."

Lu Changsheng turned his head and softly reminded her, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.

"Mm!"

Murong Taxue gave a slight nod, then tapped the branch with the tip of her foot. Her body transformed into a streak of white light wrapped in cold air and shot forward.

Swish! Fine ice crystals formed across the World Tree's branches and leaves wherever she passed, gleaming with a ghostly blue chill beneath the light.

"You're courting death!"

Ao Leng snorted coldly. Dark green mist churned around him, and his hands transformed into dark green venom claws as he lunged forward to meet her.

Boom!

The two collided violently!

Sword Qi and poisonous mist intertwined, while frost and dark green spiritual power repeatedly crashed against one another. Ao Leng fully unleashed the cultivation of an Eighth-Rank Martial Venerable, his palms striking out in rapid succession. Every palm carried foul-smelling corrosive