The black-clad woman's figure paused slightly, not turning back or speaking, but the aura around her clearly became more dominant. And it all pressed towards Long Qiushui and Huang Wushuang.
Like a huge wave, overwhelmingly engulfing everything!
Hiss!
Both of them couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air, their eyes filled with shock.
This aura was simply too strong!
It made their legs go weak, almost giving them the impetus to kneel in worship.
"What... what do you want to do?" Long Qiushui gritted his teeth, straining to keep himself steadily standing there, and asked aloud.
The black-clad woman didn't answer and kept walking forward. She didn't pay any attention to Long Qiushui, completely disregarding him.
