"Puchi!"
"Puchi!"
"Puchi!"
..
A series of piercing sounds followed.
The two bulky Level 8 Diremonsters suddenly fell apart, turning into minced meat and broken bones on the ground.
Not far away, the fiendish-looking demons did not seem to have seen this scene. They continued to charge forward without fear.
After slashing for two whole minutes, Su Mo finally cleared out the nearby area.
He looked at Lan Lingzhen, who was sitting on a big rock not far behind him, and asked,
"Chief Lan, how's your recovery?"
Lan Lingzhen smiled bitterly and said,
"I've just recovered some energy. I can barely hold on and not be assimilated by the Sunset Fog."
"That's good."
Su Mo felt as if a huge rock had been lifted from his heart, and he revealed a calm smile.
Seeing this smile, Lan Lingzhen couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Thinking about it, she had only met Su Mo half a day ago.
