A Lively Conversation

"Hmm?" The two Devil Race Great Powers of the Divine Sea Realm high in the sky glanced over, confusion showing on their faces. With Mo Xiao's strength, he could have completely crushed Lan Bing, yet they had never expected him to fall into a disadvantageous position!

"Whoosh..."

Another streak of black light shot over from behind Lan Bing. The Black Arrow skimmed directly past Mo Xiao's face, carving a thumb-thick bloody gash across his rough features!

Had the arrow shifted another two or three inches to the side, Mo Xiao would probably have been pierced through the brain and killed!

"You two, what are you dragging your feet for? Hurry up and kill that brat! That brat is Luo Zheng!" Mo Xiao roared. He was furious with Mo Ji and Mo WuLiang. He had fallen into danger, yet the two of them were still standing there in a daze!

"Luo Zheng?"

"The brat shooting the arrows is Luo Zheng?"

Mo WuLiang and Mo Ji had also realized it. The arrows Luo Zheng fired possessed astonishingly great power. With Mo Xiao entangled by Lan Bing, he was indeed in an extremely helpless position.

"Haha, so this brat is Luo Zheng! Mo Xiao, I'll help you kill him right now!" Mo Ji burst into laughter, changed direction, passed over Lan Bing, and charged straight toward Luo Zheng.

The Divine Sea Realm Great Power of the Demon Night Race named Tian Xuan saw the situation before her. Without needing Luo Zheng or Lan Bing to say anything, she turned her body, and thousands of dark-green wind blades appeared around her as she attempted to hold Mo Ji back.

"Your opponent is me." At that moment, Mo WuLiang blocked Tian Xuan's path.

The Devil Race now possessed three Divine Sea Realm Great Powers, while