Meng Zheng's ancestor

As he swung his saber, Qi waves surged out like clouds. The chaotic Nebula that was flying toward Huangfu qingjue and Wei Wuming at a high speed to devour them suddenly paused and slowed down.

"You guys leave!" The old man grabbed Meng Zheng and threw him to Ling Chuxi. Then, without looking back, he raised his long blade and flew towards the Nebula in the void.

At this moment, Ling Chuxi could already feel that this void Nebula was even more terrifying than she had expected. Fortunately, with the help of this venerable realm expert, the pressure on Huangfu qingjue and Wei Wuming was greatly reduced. If she stayed behind, she would only distract Huangfu qingjue. Hence, she retreated at Full Speed with Meng Zheng.

Behind her, the figures of Huangfu qingjue and the others became smaller and smaller, more and more blurry. The old man's angry roar was still as heroic as ever, and Ling Chuxi finally put her heart at ease.