"The junior brother is trapped in that Five Viscera Temple?"
In the Ziwei Valley of the Jiushan Realm, Yuan Xiaoniao was anxiously pacing back and forth, trailing a streak of Green Phoenix Spirit Fire behind her.
"Don't panic." Zhang grabbed her, her face icy, "What's the use of panicking? If it doesn't work, dispatch the Tianhe Army to Haori Mountain."
The Heavenly Emperor Body couldn't help but sweat slightly on his forehead; shouldn't you be the one not to panic, Zhang?
"Uh, Zhang, we're not at that point yet, after all, the Tianhe Army is not fully formed."
"Right, right, Wuyi, Zheng Fa is fine." Master Pang also persuaded from the side, "Moreover, there's still One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones, he will definitely be able to extricate himself."
Zhang, surrounded and consoled by the group, gradually reined in the cold light in her eyes, and still unassuredly asked, "Is he really alright?"
