At the center of the violent energy vortex, Wang Ming was besieged by the Blissful Master and the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, and was in a terrible state, barely managing to hold on.
But she still wasn't too panicked, while continuing to find opportunities to escape, she unleashed a powerful wave of energy, transmitting deep into the Void Tianhe, as if shouting for help.
"Minghun, yelling for help won't do you any good."
The Blissful Master stood in the void, her robes fluttering, an overwhelmingly terrifying energy centered around her, continuously assaulting Wang Ming.
Her alluring peach blossom eyes at this moment were full of murderous intent, her cold laughter reverberating through the space: "Scream until your throat is sore, no one will come to save you."
But as soon as her voice fell.
Suddenly, two violent space fluctuations rippled through the surrounding space.
