The tiger lies hidden in the deep mountains, listening to the wind howling, the majesty of the king shakes the world!
Ma Miaoyun stood her ground, but the endless pressure came from all directions, like the golden lotus eye, blooming radiances, crushing people's hearts in an instant.
Even Wang Xuanzhi's face changed abruptly at that terrifying breath.
This woman, though ordinary in appearance, had unfathomable cultivation.
"Ma Miaoyun, don't force me..." Ma Yinglong gritted his teeth, his face pale.
Most of that heavy pressure had fallen on him, making it seem as if his blood energy was being restrained, cold sweat oozing out uncontrollably.
"So what if I force you?" Ma Miaoyun said indifferently, her words carrying an irresistible majesty.
This woman seemed gentle, but was in fact overbearing.
Rumble...
At this moment, the blood energy in Ma Yinglong's body became violent, and under that heavy pressure, he took a step forward.