On a battlefield like this, Return to Void Final Stage mighty figures were truly very threatening to Xu Xiaolan.
He should try to eliminate as many of them as possible.
Frost God Zhuo Ma of the Western Dragon Forest must perish here!
An Lin put on his Illusionary Star Robe and spread open his Wings of Wing in conjunction with using his Kun Peng Travel ability. His speed was elevated to the very maximum as a result and only then was he able to just barely keep up with Ao Qingyu.
"Hehe… The Frost God of the Western Dragon Forest is running away like a coward?" A scornful sneer appeared on Ao Qingyu's face.
Zhuo Ma refused to be goaded, and each time it flapped its wings, it managed to travel several dozen kilometers. At the same time, energy blasts of extreme frost were being blasted relentlessly out of its backside in order to impede Ao Qingyu.
Ao Qingyu was using words to express his disdain, while Zhuo Ma was replying through farts.
