That Tianshan Snow Lotus was right in front of Beibei. The child loved it so much that she did not even blink her eyes, nor did she go to watch Ling Yun fight. She seemed like an outsider, and guarding the Tianshan Snow Lotus was all she needed to do.
"What should we do? He is here!" Old Mischievous swallowed hard, not even daring to look at Ling Yun.
Old Timber said, "We are new here. Don't move, and definitely don't speak."
Old Daoist's face was pale and he didn't utter a word. In front of the King of Hell, they always felt a notch lower, utterly devoid of any rebellious intent.
Five Elements Cult Master nodded, strongly agreeing with their two statements. This King of Hell was not someone they could provoke.
Grandmother Qu and Crimson Blood were about to leave the Middle Three Heavens, but Ling Yun's terrifying palm print had condensed, carrying the might to destroy the heavens as it suppressed downward upon them.
"He is attacking."
Grandmother Qu spat out a mouthful of Dragon Breath, their martial arts colliding and causing the void to shatter layer by layer.
"Hmph!"
Watching the other party make a move, a flash of disdain crossed Ling Yun's eyes. His body shot straight up into the sky, instantly arriving on Grandmother Qu's dragon back.
Grandmother Qu felt the might of Ling Yun's punch, and her expression changed abruptly. Her dragon hands moved, and her six claws thrashed about.
With a super terrifying punch, he smashed and completely destroyed Grandmother Qu's backbone!
Bang!
The dragon's torso was just like a falling airplane, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from the corner of her mouth.
"Perish!"
Ling Yun arrived in front of the falling Grandmother Qu, heavily unleashing a punch like a cannonball.