The cultivator from the Divine Capital of Xiling frowned slightly. Many of the fighters looked over to where Luoyue was. Death will wrapped around the cultivator from the Divine Capital of Xiling. There was a cold look in his dark eyes.
"You truly are the daughter of Lord Taixuan's second disciple. What are you all looking at? Get back to fighting!" When Luo Chongyang roared this, the other cultivators suddenly stepped forward towards where Luoyue was. As she stood there, Luoyue could feel an intense amount of pressure.
Boom! Several of the cultivators stepped forward, and Luoyue seemed to be able to feel the power of a god of death in the air. Invisible death will was spreading through her body, infecting her.