Jing Po, as a Red Dust Immortal, could not overpower her enemy, and her heart was filled with extreme annoyance and shame.
She broke through the air with extreme speed and attacked again, pushing forward with both palms, and three Nine Yin Dragon Shadows lunged forward, taking shape.
Roar!
The three Dragons of Nine Yin roared across the sky, not only increasing in number but also in power by several times, their claws bared and teeth flashing, a mere sweep of their grey bodies emanated a force capable of shattering time and space.
Xuan Zhong narrowed his eyes and kept hammering away with his Dao fists.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Under the relentless barrage of Dao fists, the Nine Yin Dragon Shadows crumbled into nothingness.
Roar!
