Because Qi Ming had transformed into a woman, he was a little awkward at the beginning. It took him some time to adapt to the changes in his body.
Three figures tore through the air, two men and a woman. They stopped in front of Qi Ming. Like Nian Jiaojiao, they were disciples of the Primordial Demon Sect.
"Junior Sister Nian."
"You…"
"There was a battle just now?"
The three disciples of the Primordial Demon Sect asked.
"Yes." Qi Ming chuckled and disguised himself as Nian Jiaojiao, "Unfortunately, I couldn't restrain my strength just now and shattered the corpse. Otherwise, it would be another good material to refine the Immortal Demon puppet."
"Cough cough…"
The three disciples of the Primal Demon Sect coughed lightly and did not say anything. They only looked around and took in the traces of the battle. They did not have any doubts.
"It's good that Junior Sister Nian is fine." The red-haired man said.
