Ling Jian ‘ER’s face turned pale. She had never thought that there would be such a terrifying darkness soul hidden in the middle.
That destructive and violent energy made her feel extremely small.
A sense of despair appeared on her face.
“Weng!”
At this moment, the darkness soul moved and her body trembled.
“Boom!”
However, at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed before her eyes. Following that, the ferocious and terrifying darkness soul vanished.
“What’s going on?”
Her eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
“Shadow?”
She muttered as she thought of the white figure from not too long ago.
“Could it be?”
“Junior sister Jian ‘er, quickly pluck the sword heart grass away. Quick, quick, a team is about to break through!”
At this moment, Bing Jinghuan’s anxious voice came from behind.
Ling Jian ‘er suddenly reacted and hurriedly reached out to grab the sword heart grass.
She directly stored it into her interspatial ring.
