Under the cover of night.
In the void.
Edge Cold Moon Blades, like lustrous butterflies taking to the air, charged at Jiuyuan in relentless succession.
The Blood Moon Elder, cursing loudly, sometimes retaliated with the Blade of Blood Reversal and sometimes felt compelled to deploy the Firm Cover.
However, no matter how he responded to Pang Jian, he was depleting his own strength.
Along the way, he desperately swallowed several Pills, but knew it was of no help at all.
After the Heavenly Killing Spirit Array shattered, he and the Alien Tribes, along with the Ferocious Beasts, had battled too long, beyond what a few Pills could quickly restore.
"Bang! Bang Bang!"
Jiuyuan's newly summoned protective Firm Cover flickered uncertainly, its brilliance dimming as his Spiritual Power and Blood Energy rapidly drained away.
Turning his head to see the fierce and piercing gaze of the approaching Pang Jian, he suddenly felt bewildered and afraid.
