Qin Yuehan and Lv Zhengying were suddenly startled.
Both instantly summoned their magical treasures.
The layers of White Silk of the Heaven Silkworm enveloped and protected the four on the mats.
In front of Lv Zhengying, a golden Flying Sword appeared, its tip pointing towards the direction of Shen Xuan's gaze.
"People in the time don't recognize the Lingyun Wood, and only after it rises high do they know its true height."
A cold and harsh voice sounded.
Then, from the void, groups of black aura emerged, transforming into a black cloud, flying to the front of everyone.
"Demon cultivator?"
Lv Zhengying's mind shook violently.
Turning into a demon cloud, coming and going freely.
The demon technique was exquisite, far above his own.
"Late stage of Demon Foundation demon cultivator!"
Lv Zhengying couldn't help but feel tense, his palms slightly sweating.
