"Fellow Daoist Qin, come back quickly!"
Just as Qin Fengming suddenly stopped in midair and no longer moved, a delicate shout rang out. The speaker was Fairy Yao Luo.
As the female cultivator spoke, a ribbon flashing with pink luminescence suddenly shot forth.
The ribbon was like a pink flood dragon shaking its head and lashing its tail as it swiftly streaked toward Qin Fengming in the air.
"Fairy Yao, don't! That binding force can restrain magic treasures." Just as Fairy Yao Luo suddenly offered up an apparently extraordinary ribbon magic treasure and tried to pull Qin Fengming back, Fellow Daoist Qu's voice suddenly rang out.
As Qu Yuan spoke, a streak of black light suddenly appeared before everyone.
The black light was not large, only as thick as an arm and just over ten feet long. Yet the instant it appeared, it overtook what had been launched first and directly blocked Fairy Yao Luo's pink ribbon.
When the two glowing masses suddenly collided, a not particularly powerful boom rang out.
Amid a powerful surge, the pink ribbon suddenly seemed like a spirit serpent struck at its seven-inch vital point, violently rolling back.
"Fellow Daoist Qu, how dare you obstruct this palace..."
Seeing her magic treasure obstructed, Fairy Yao Luo immediately widened her almond eyes. A frigid aura suddenly erupted from her body, and an angry shout rang from her lips.
The frigid aura had only just appeared when it instantly transformed into countless transparent, pale-pink threads that shrouded the female cultivator's body.
With another point of her finger, the ribbon that had just turned around suddenly blazed with light again, and a dragon's roar abruptly rang out.
That ribbon was actually a powerful object capable of transforming into a dragon.
"Many thanks for the reminder, Fairy Yao. This binding