"Master?"
Before all life left it, the Snow White Giant Python sent out one final voice transmission, its voice filled with doubt and incomprehension.
Yet Qu Ling showed no sorrow on her face. Her gaze did not even shift, remaining fixed on A Zi and the others.
"You Demon Head truly are insane! But do you think this will frighten us?
As long as we are here today, we will never let you refine that immortal armor!"
Seeing this, Mu Jinshan could not help but be shocked by Qu Ling's madness. As he shouted his threat, he was also trying to encourage himself.
"Hmph, do you think this old lady made no preparations against you? Just watch my methods!"
But upon Hearing This, Qu Ling showed not the slightest anger at having her grand plan ruined. Instead, she sneered.
As soon as she finished speaking, the Snow White Giant Python was crushed entirely into a cloud of blood mist by the Gray Dragon Claws.
Then, under Qu Ling's control, it rapidly condensed into four blood candles.
"Go!"
Following Qu Ling's command, the four blood candles immediately shot off in different directions.
At the same time, rumbling sounds came from the ground as four enormous Blood Pools that had originally been hidden underground rose up.
The circular Blood Pools and blood candles over a hundred feet tall formed four bizarre blood-red lamps, standing in the four directions of the Underground Cave.
Next Moment, blood-red flames rose from the candles, and four powerful blood-path immortal spirits poured into the great formation. The formation, whose aura had become chaotic due to Qu Ling's appearance, quickly stabilized once more.
Clearly, Qu Ling had long anticipated that someone might attack while she was refining the immortal armor.
Even the current situation differed little from what