But to tell the truth, she did not have a good impression of Tongming Master.
"Qingyun!" Blood River Ancestor sneered, "That day your Demon Race's Seven Great Saints formed an alliance with our Holy Sect... Do you now regret it?"
Qingyun Great Saint's expression changed back and forth, it was evident that compared to the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor, the title of the Seven Great Saints concerned him more deeply.
He pondered for a moment, then sighed abruptly and transformed into a Golden Winged Great Peng, flying towards Tongming Master.
Tongming Master extended his hand, summoned back his treasure mirror, and battled with it.
Blood River Ancestor smiled, turned his head, his two flying swords linking in qi, their power now doubled from before.
"Zhang Wuyi... the Saint Ancestor is one who cherishes talents, if you surrender now, I will spare your life."
Clearly, even though he had suffered a setback before, without Tongming Master now, he was confident he could capture Zhang.
