"Now you want to flee, but it's too late!"
Ning Daoran swung his spear, its spear radiance instantly bursting forth dozens of meters long, brutally cleaving toward the forehead of the woman in the red dress.
Among the three, she was the most arrogant, so she would die first!
The woman in the red dress's expression became stern, only after Ning Daoran made his move did she realize that the other party's mana intensity was not the slightest bit inferior to the Gold Core Late Stage, even possibly surpassing it, but it was too late for regrets. Gritting her teeth, she maneuvered the red silk to rise into the sky and envelop the radiance of the Big Green Dragon, saying in a deep voice, "Protectors, let's fight him with all we've got!"
The old woman gritted her teeth and had no choice but to follow suit, raising her hand and waving out a green treasure shuttle. In an instant, sharp thorns rose in the air, attacking Ning Daoran from all directions.
"Roar~~~"
