After being forced back by Yijian, Zuo Qingxuan silently raised her head a little and looked down arrogantly at the person and ghost before her. She then turned to look at me. Perhaps she had thought of something, because she suddenly turned around and flew away to the north. Maybe she felt that the person she wanted to kill was already dead, and that there was no need to get involved in a war that had nothing to do with her. As for looking at me, perhaps she felt that the Demon-Suppressing Stone was no longer suitable for her. Rather than take the risk, she might as well go handle her own affairs first.
Clearly, Zuo Qingxuan was a pure Northern Pole Immortal Cultivator—cold-blooded and heartless, considering only her own interests. If she felt something was unnecessary, she would never casually expend her time and energy on it.
"Making Xia Wu this angry... even if that ghost cultivator doesn't die, he'll still lose a layer of skin." Black Dragon came to my side and spoke in a low voice. I looked toward Xia Wu. At that moment, his eyes suddenly flashed with points of starlight, while black qi erupted all over his body. He strode across the ground step by step, like an evil ghost walking out of a hell of scarlet blood!
"Looks like Ruizé is angry too. With the two of them joining forces... Heh, looks like I'll have to put in some effort as well. Just watch." After saying that, Black Dragon soared into the air and soon arrived behind Xia Wu!
Lihua Wen turned around. His white eyeballs fixed on the person approaching him, and he spoke coldly: "I had my reasons for killing the two demons. If you find it unpleasant to watch, you can