Swish!

The sound of rapidly travelling wind suddenly sounded within the thick fog as a blue figure swept past. Icy winds blew, freezing the leaves on the nearby trees.

Within the blue light was an enormous ice bird, while Zhou Yuan and Luluo were seated on its back.

Zhou Yuan’s brows were slightly furrowed as he looked behind and mumbled to himself, “The youth in black robes should be the one who joined hands with Wu Huang to injure Yaoyao, Ye Ming,”

“He is indeed no ordinary person.”

Although Ye Ming had yet to do anything earlier, Zhou Yuan’s Spirit senses could feel that the level of threat he posed was no less than Wu Huang.

Wu Huang, Ye Ming plus Zhu Ying. The line-up on the other side was clearly much stronger than Luluo and him. That’s why Zhou Yuan did not entertain any thoughts...