Although unexpected, it reluctantly makes sense.
"Hmph, if it were only me chasing you, I might really let you escape!" The silver-haired elder snorted coldly in his heart.
"Spirit Master, please lend a hand."
The silver-haired elder injected a trace of Mana into the advanced spirit beast pouch and spoke with great respect.
Chirp!!
As his words fell, a sharp and resonant bird cry echoed far and wide.
Whoosh!!
In an instant.
A flying demon beast, with wings spanning a full three zhang, appeared in the void.
Its feathers shimmered with a metallic cold shine, with spiral wind blades wrapped around its sharp claws, exuding an astonishing aura.
Its wings flapped, causing a strong wind pressure like a level-ten storm, overwhelmingly powerful.
Xu Ping, who was completely focused on the movements behind, felt a jolt in his heart, his expression instantly turning extremely somber.
