Boom!
Jiang Yi's brain exploded as if lightning from a clear sky had struck. He had been plotting against the priestess; the priestess had actually been doing the same. She had risked such an attack just now not only to mortally wound the demonic dragon king but also to bait him to make his move.
"My Lord, this priestess' soul spirit has an incredibly strong defensive ancient artifact surrounding it. It is very hard for me to attack her soul spirit!"
Almost at the same time, Mei Ru sent over a mental thought that made Jiang Yi's heart sink. He instinctively wanted to draw out his Fire Dragon Sword and fight this priestess to the death. However, he suddenly realized that she was holding a red whip in her hand and had tied the two together at a frightening speed!
"This whip? Why is it exactly the same as Xing Mengwan's? You are from the Heaven Nether Sect?"
