"Miss, don't be afraid, the old servant is here for everything!"
"History will repeat itself. Ten thousand years ago, the old master defeated this guy and sealed him, forcing him to abandon his physical body and escape. Now, he has only his soul's power left. Young master, you can certainly defeat him just like the old master did and seal him away! No, you must completely erase his soul!"
Old Xuan's words made Luo Bingxin's confidence surge.
Indeed, ten thousand years ago, her forebear defeated this guy, so why can't it be her turn now?!
The Dragon Race is the noblest creature in this world.
As a descendant of Yinglong, Luo Bingxin wields the most extreme water control power.
Luo Bingxin is very confident, believing that in the Three Realms and Six Paths, no one can match her standard in this aspect.
Skillfully she used the water control spell condensed in her palm, then Luo Bingxin suddenly slapped down, striking the fist formed by Divine River Song.
"Break it for me!"
