"Demon!"
Lu Zheng was taken aback, and he was very familiar with this demonic aura.
"Heartless True Desire Demonic Qi!"
"Screech!"
Once again, an eagle's screech pierced the clouds and sky, accompanied by waves of demonic aura.
Lu Zheng's eyes flashed, and Shen Ying reacted immediately, urgently saying, "Yi Qingtian is entangled with a demon!"
Lu Zheng drew the Thunderstruck Peach Wood Sword with a backward motion, turned to Shen Ying and said, "Stay behind me, don't go beyond three feet away!"
With Shen Ying by his side, he could always take her with him.
Shen Ying nodded, smiling charmingly, surrounded by a pink mist that seemed both unreal and real, her breath continuously swirling.
"Let's go! I'll handle the enemy, you save the people!"
Lu Zheng soared skyward, his figure like lightning, shooting straight to the peak of Qingqi Mountain.
Shen Ying stayed close, transforming into a pink stream of light, following behind Lu Zheng.
