"This fellow really is the Holy Flame Spirit?" Looking at the figures of the strange little beast and Xiao Zhuoma, Xiao Yan could not help but say in astonishment. Although he had long guessed Xiao Zhuoma's identity, seeing it with his own eyes now naturally still left him extremely shocked. After all, the gray flame on its body and the crystal on its forehead both radiated terrifying power without exception. Even with Xiao Yan's current strength, a wave of dread gripped him.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!" Right at that moment, the Undying Nether Sparrow Dou Soul shadow in the distance was being beaten back step by step by the attacks of the Seven-Color Energy. Even with the help of Xiao Yan's Holy Flame Fire, it was still no match for the Seven-Color Energy. The Seven-Color Energy was unstoppable, descending like a divine punishment and causing the Dou Soul to continually retreat in defeat. At this rate, a complete collapse was probably only a matter of time. Once the Dou Soul collapsed, evolution would undoubtedly be out of the question.
"Whoosh, whoosh!" Right as Xiao Yan was flustered and lacked a countermeasure, Xiao Zhuoma slowly opened her eyes. A pair of gray pupils kept staring at the Seven-Color Energy in the sky, and a trace of the supreme pressure of heaven and earth spread outward.
"Rumble!" A moment later, Xiao Zhuoma raised her palm, gently touching the gray crystal on her forehead. Immediately, a trace of gray liquid peeled off, and with a casual wave of her hand, she directly injected it toward the falling Undying Nether Sparrow Dou Soul.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" Under the injection of this gray liquid, countless feather energies on the body of the Undying Nether Sparrow, whose aura had previously been chaotic, were as if ignited, bursting