If the other side had no other tricks up their sleeve, then beneath this secret art, the young man before her would undoubtedly suffer severe injuries!
Having been suppressed and beaten by this young man all the way, Meng Ru Yan had also begun to feel a trace of anger. Now that she had finally found an opportunity, she naturally had no intention of letting him off easily.
A strange fluctuation of tacit understanding spread in the direction her eyes extended.
At the instant the Demon Clan Saintess lowered her eyes and looked over, eight interwoven colors of light suddenly blazed within Luo Yi's black-and-Bai eyes as well.
He had never learned any eye-technique cultivation arts, but he understood one principle.
As long as he could steady his mind and remain undisturbed by anything outside, his opponent would have no way to deal with him.
Just as he circulated the Dao Infant within his body to steady his mind, the Demon Clan Saintess's star-bright gaze had already turned toward him.
The gazes of the two met in midair just like that.
At that moment, time itself seemed to freeze completely, as though one glance had lasted ten thousand years.
"Tsk, tsk. You have to admit, I think these two make quite a good match!"
Watching their gazes intertwine in midair, Xiao Jinghong could not help curling his lips.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman—indeed, they looked like a pair made by heaven.
Unfortunately, those idiots from the Devil Race hoped to form an alliance with the fiends of the Ten Thousand Demon Lair. Otherwise, Daoist here truly would not mind pairing these two up.
Perhaps he could even use this to draw the Devil Race into the Human Race's camp.
"Bull-nose, what are you muttering about over there? Do