Hundreds of bolts of Heavenly Thunder struck down. Zhi'er lunged forward, twisting her wrist, reciting a spell, firmly shielding Xiao Li from the blow!
A powerful pink-gold light enveloped Xiao Li, keeping him within an absolutely safe range!
The hem of the girl's dress was unknowingly torn by the Heavenly Thunder, fluttering in the wind. The Purple Thunder enhanced the vibrant color of the dress, akin to an immortal dress.
The intense Heavenly Thunder was blocked outside her Magic Light.
Xiao Li weakly lifted his serpent eyes, gazing at Zhi'er.
The girl's delicate face showed a heavy strain.
With her current Mana, it seemed somewhat difficult to resist the strong Heavenly Thunder.
It might even end up being destroyed along with it, if things went poorly.
Xiao Li opened his mouth, using his last bit of strength, managed to say one sentence: "You... go..."
He didn't have a human form, channeling all his energy and Mana into breaking through the limits of cultivation.
