Their combat power was very strong, the disciples of the Eternal Night Palace who had just blocked the road were not their opponents at all, and these people, even the weakest among them could easily defeat Qin Ningxue, let alone the mutated ones!
But at this moment, Qin Ningxue felt that these people were very weak.
The shattered moon in her Divine Sense suddenly shone brightly, and the blood-colored mark in the sky turned into a river of blood.
The enemy was extremely powerful.
Not only their bodies, but also the spreading, complex existence in the void that resembled blood vessels and meridians, something that had already taken form appeared.
That was another Qin Ningxue.
That was a stroke of Cao Defang's blade.
