The demon spirit in the shape of a flood dragon screamed miserably as it fell into the great lake.
The seven Nascent Soul True Masters of the Su Ling Sect felt a weight lifted from their shoulders upon seeing this scene.
Master You Huang withdrew the big formation, looking worriedly at the elder in the center.
"Senior Brother He, are you alright?"
Dean He was in a weakened state, his Qi power nearly exhausted.
He regretfully watched the flickering shadow of the longsword above his lap gradually fade away until it disappeared.
Although the Sue King Sword is powerful, forcibly wielding it with just Nascent Soul Realm is ultimately too much of a strain. Such a pity for this Spirit Treasure Splitting Light.
He sighed, "I'm fine, how about you all?"
After speaking, he looked beside him.
Master Liting and Tie Ma True Master were both covered in blood, looking in bad shape.
They had quite a hard time dealing with the high-level demon spirit.
