Nether Envoys, kill it!
As this thought flashed through her mind, You Luo instantly made up her mind. Then, she stepped out of the shadows with the Nether Envoys.
Tens of thousands of Nether Envoys hovered in the sky. Not far from them, the Golden Crow's projection flapped its wings. One could see that the golden wings were lifelike, but the color was slightly dimmer.
The two were opposing each other.
"Die!"
In an instant, the Golden Crow projection flapped its wings and swooped toward the Nether Envoys.
You Luo's eyes flashed with determination. Suddenly, a peculiar weapon materialized in her hand. It wasn't tangible in form but bore an item resembling a mask.
"Crying Mask, kill!"
Cry!
The Yin energy in her body instantly surged into the weapon, followed by the cries of a baby that resounded in the surroundings.
In an instant, the Golden Crow projection paused as if it was affected.
