The two spoke as casually as old friends chatting, but their attacks grew fiercer and fiercer, their battle more and more brutal!
Neither Li Lieyue nor Yan Minghua used spells or magical treasures.
Their fists and palms clashed, their legs striking in turn, and the fight grew more intense by the moment.
Soon, in the darkness, scraps of fabric fluttered through the air. Snow-white shoulders, arms, waists, and legs were exposed one after another, their skin fair as snow and their beauty captivating, their figures alluring and graceful. Hair Ornaments tumbled loose, jade pendants chimed, and long hair streamed wildly around them.
The clatter of blows rang out without end, and their feet trampled the ground into a patchwork of hollows. Yet no matter how viciously they attacked, both deliberately avoided the very center, where Pei Ling sat.
"Vicious Demoness, how did your Nine Tribulations go?"
"Not bad. Junior Brother Pei arrived in time, which put my mind at ease. I had no worries left."
"Indeed, we have Fellow Daoist Pei to thank for arriving in time."
"Next, we'll wait for Junior Brother Pei to finish."
"That Ghostly Being has been subdued by Fellow Daoist Pei. It shouldn't take him much longer..."
Boom, boom, boom...
The sound of fists and palms colliding kept ringing out, and fierce gales howled through the air.
At that moment, Pei Ling sensed his two Dao Companions suddenly fighting and slowly furrowed his brow.
The Crimson Powder Bride stood quietly before him in the Dream Realm. All that remained was the bridal veil over her head. He would soon be able to activate the [Mahasattva Color Derivation Scroll]!
But now...
As his thoughts turned, Pei Ling had no choice but to suspend what he was doing in the Dream Realm. Yet if he woke up