Chapter 3383
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After a tiring battle, Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't know how many waves of opponents he had killed. His hand was cracked by the saber hilt, but fortunately, he had many contracted beasts in his body, so he was not in danger of spiritual energy exhaustion for the time being. On the other hand, his companions were faintly showing signs of fatigue.
However, at least Zhen Xiaoxiao's team happened to be with the Gentle Wind Spirit's team when the Dao Integration battlefield changed, so they now had five Dao Integration Masters and two Tribulation Transcenders, so there were not many casualties.
In this situation where the battle situation was deteriorating, numbers were the absolute truth, and the two teams tacitly didn't raise the issue of splitting up.
The Gentle Wind Spirit Clan even tried to cooperate with the Li Yan cultivators. The Spirit Clan was good at long-range attacks and illusions, while the Li Yan cultivators had more physical strength, so they complemented each other.
"When is this damned Dao Integration battle going to end?" Zhen Xiaoxiao's face darkened, and she raised her question to Limi Chenguang, but the latter could only respond with a wry smile.
It seemed that how things would develop later was already beyond the scope of Limi Chenguang's divination.
Feeling that they would encounter danger at any time, Small Gruel had been fighting side by side with Zhen Xiaoxiao, just like Rong Heyu who was not far from Zhen Xiaoxiao at this time. In the large team, those who were close to each other always subconsciously moved forward in groups.
However, there were always exceptions to everything.
For example, the Gentle Wind Realm Master Yunzhong Lou always abandoned his people and moved closer to Li Yan's team, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Little girl, what's your name?"
"Are you also a member of the Demon Suppression Clan?"
"What's the relationship between the master who left before and you?"
Yunzhong Lou forced himself to keep a straight face, pretending to be here to inquire about information, thinking that he was calm and elegant, but he didn't know that his eyes were about to fall on Zhen Xiaoxiao.
"There's something wrong with this guy!"
Not only did Small Gruel see that something was wrong, but even Limi Chenguang and Mu Dan were confused. Only the mighty Demon Suppression Clan, who knew the whole story, covered his mouth and snickered.
"What did you use?" Shen Xuezhou lowered his voice.
"The Soul Binding Spell. Huanhuan taught me to use it to control you back then." Zhen Xiaoxiao told the truth. Immediately, Small Gruel was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
Violet Ring's move was too dark. Fortunately, Xiaoxiao didn't act according to her words. Otherwise … wouldn't he be reduced to such an idiot?
No!
Shen Xuezhou clenched his fists tightly when he thought of this. He planned to reason with Zi Huan the next time he saw her.
As he clenched his fists, he pinched his thighs. For some reason, he felt like he was going to fall asleep.
Just as everyone was searching for a safe space to rest and attack, a strange gust of wind suddenly blew from the front.
"Not good! This is very bad! "
Morning Light's eyes suddenly twitched violently, and the shell in his hand flew up. But no one could hear what he was saying clearly. They felt their ears ringing and their vision becoming hazy.
"Littly!"
Shen Xuezhou tried his best to grab forward, but only managed to grab one of Zhen Xiaoxiao's sleeves.
He stood in the wind in a daze, feeling that this scene was familiar.
"Damn!"
His arm was cold. When Zhen Xiaoxiao turned around, all of his teammates were gone, and the space he was in seemed to have undergone a huge change.
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