"Come on." Cai Lin did not retreat, because she knew that once she retreated, the ones who fell would be the tens of thousands of ordinary civilians behind her, and even Xiao Yan's fellow senior brothers and sisters from his sect, leaving her with no way out.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!" For a moment, a somewhat illusory and tiny snake shadow slowly appeared above Cai Lin's head.
The Born Spirit Snake!
Yet while this method possessed quite extraordinary might, the corresponding price was far too heavy. Once the Born Spirit Snake suffered damage, that injury would likely multiply in geometric progression and feedback onto Cai Lin. Yet in the current situation, Cai Lin had no other choice either.
This was the place Xiao Yan loved, the place where his sect existed, so no matter what, Cai Lin would guard every blade of grass and tree here for him until the moment he returned, even if it meant facing death ten thousand times without regret.
And Xiao Yan was the true King of the Xuan Ling Continent in Cai Lin's heart!
"Rish!" A harsh, piercing sound of wind-splitting constantly emerged from the Evil Bow Gyre in the hands of the Dusha Demon Empress. The power contained within it was shocking to the hearer; presumably, such a simple strike alone was enough to completely slay Cai Lin!
The Born Spirit Snake just emerged above Cai Lin's head when Cai Lin suddenly spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto it. The body of the Born Spirit Snake grew solid, and a faint, shimmering ten-color gloss vaguely began to circulate.
The Ten-Colored Power was heaven shaking and earth shattering. Pity that Cai Lin had only managed to barely master five colors now and could not yet completely drive the Ten-Colored Power. Otherwise, with the Ten-Colored