As time went by, Su Wanjing's complexion became more and more unsightly as the spiritual power inside her body was beginning to run out. And the people around her, the outer disciples of Weapon Refining Sect had also reduced in numbers.
As for the Nether Fire Bull, he wasn't in a hurry to kill off the remaining members of this team. He laughed malevolently, as its remote and icy-cold expression locked on to them. Its eyes were so eerie that they penetrated into the depths of their souls.
A pair of icy eyes glared at this team making every one of them absolutely horrified. They were shivering in terror, and their hearts were extremely panicked.
"Third senior sister didn't master had given you the jade flute. Why aren't you using it now against this Nether Fire Bull?" Shuang Yi anxiously shrieked.
At this moment after listening to what Shuang Yi had said, almost all of them were urging Su Wanjing to act.
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