Players with heart conditions should absolutely not play Qingque, unless you possess great fortune, or you believe you have a chance to transmigrate to another world after death.
— Lin Mo�...
Huanlong opened his arms and inhaled the fresh air in Lin Yuan Realm, finding the aroma of Jianmu wood and star core mixed together to be indescribably wonderful.
Fu Xuan stared grimly at Huanlong, who had possessed Tingyun's body, his teeth clenched tightly.
Lin Mo's longsword had already revealed its sharpness. He had heard that the Great Lord of Annihilation, Huanlong, did not have a physical form, and ordinary attacks would not have much effect on her. However, he possessed the Seed of the Commander, and by infusing the power of the Seed into his longsword, he should be able to kill the opponent's clone.
He thought to himself.
However, he was not 100% certain of success, and to actually kill Huanlong, he would have to wait until Huanlong emerged from Tingyun's body.
"Of course, your acting is so bad, it's utterly terrible. It can probably only fool a fool."
Fu Xuan crossed his arms and retorted sharply.
Xing and March 7 exchanged a glance, feeling offended.
Uncle Yang stared intently at Huanlong, wary of his next move, while the cane in his hand trembled slightly.
"Hmph, but I still got here, and you can't stop me now."
Huanlong came up behind Fu Xuan and gently ran her slender hand across his back.
"Soon, Jianmu and the Star Core will both be mine, and Luofu will become a stepping stone for me to follow Lord Nanuk."
"You can try, but I don't think you can get away." Fu Xuan sneered.
Huanlong ignored what Fu Xuan said, chuckled lightly, and strode forward on her own.
She hadn't gone far when she froze on the spot.
Because she saw one person, no, strictly speaking, two people.
But she only noticed one person, because...
"The esteemed Lord Jue Mie has graced our immortal vessel with his presence, yet you leave before we've even had a chance to properly entertain you. If word gets out, won't people say that our Luofu Immortal Vessel doesn't know how to treat guests?"
Jing Yuan, with his hands behind his back, strode towards Huan Long with a smile. Behind him, however, was a god-king carrying a formation blade who was not so easy to talk to.
He stared intently at Huanlong.