Seeing the lizard puppet temporarily entangled, a Yellow Radiance flickered in Liu Ming's hand as he deployed a Mountain River Pearl and began forming a seal.
"Taoist Friend Liu, leave this puppet to me!" Qing Ling's icy voice came from behind, followed by heavy footsteps.
Liu Ming turned to look back, his expression slightly changing.
At this moment, Qing Ling's form had greatly transformed, her previously petite body swelling to seven or eight zhang in height. Although her figure seemed unchanged, every move she made brimmed with mountain-shaking, mountain-moving power.
Additionally, purple scale-like runes appeared on her skin, looking somewhat eerie.
Liu Ming frowned; Qing Ling emitted a strong, evil, fierce aura, vastly different from before.
He hesitated slightly and stepped aside, recalling the Green Demon Blade.
With the interference of the Green Demon Blade gone, the lizard puppet lunged at Qing Ling without pause.
