Wan Mo Ling cultivators for bullying the weak and heartbroken for her younger apprentice having to endure such a disaster.>>If he can't beat those at the eighth and ninth layers of the Yunhe realm, c..."Wow, what a beautiful quail!"

Under the cover of night, Yiyi gazed at the large bird before her. It was plump and its entire body shimmered with a faint red glow, within which flowed a subtle golden thread. The bird let out a piercing cry.

If it wasn't this bird, but the manifestation of a terrestrial leaf spirit's spiritual power, she would have probably held it up in reverence.

Lu Ye's forehead bulged with a blue vein as he corrected, "What do you mean quail This is a fire phoenix. Read it with me, Fire! Phoenix!"

Yiyi stared at him, as if to say, "This is obviously a quail. Don't you think I can't see"it continued to slash forward in a steady and slow manner, as if it were going to cleave all who dared enter this place in two.>I can't take it anymore!Once the long sword breaks, facing such a sword...