Pengniu Sage Monarch's loud laugh rolled like thunder, causing layer upon layer of ripples to vibrate through the void. Some of the weaker spirit trees on the ground exploded one after another. At this moment, a layer of light shield rose above the Red Moon Desert, allowing those low-tier cultivators who could barely sustain themselves to catch a breath.
"With the prestige of a Mahayana, making a move against a junior, you cow demon are lowering your own status far too much," a cold voice sounded at that moment. Before the words finished falling, a beam of light broke through the air, directly slashing apart the enormous pressure formed by Pengniu Sage Monarch's laughter.
"Who is it!" Pengniu Sage Monarch stood up from the demon chariot, his expression appearing quite solemn. It was not to say that the power of this sword had reached some sort of extraordinary level, as it was even somewhat inferior to the sword-sovereign-realm strike from the Lotus Avatar back then. Yet since the opponent acted on behalf of the Red Moon Desert, did that not mean the strength of the Red Moon Desert was far stronger than imagined, and there was simply more than one Mahayana-stage sword cultivator behind it?
Although there had long been rumors that Lu Xiaotian had already advanced to Mahayana, so many years had passed without a single glimpse of him. If Lu Xiaotian had appeared, it would still have been reasonable, but the person who came before them was clearly a woman.
Answering Pengniu Sage Monarch was a mighty river of swords vibrating out of the void.
"Xiang Qingcheng!" The instant that mighty river of swords appeared, Luo Ping'er instantly remembered who the other party was.
In the void, Xiang Qingcheng, stepping through the air in a set of white