"Oh! No!" Zhu Rong lost the tens of Fire Qi Lin Clan Divine Magi, which caused a great heartache and dizziness, making him vomit blood. He tried truly hard to bring those Fire Qi Lin Clan warriors under his command, and although the number of those warriors was not big, every single one of them was an absolute elite. Tens of Fire Qi Lin Clan Divine Magi, based on the actual powers, should be worth even more than a thousand ordinary human Divine Magi.

Nevertheless, Pan Xi killed all of them by simply with a punch.

Poor Zhu Rong Tianming, he had spent a great fortune on those Fire Qi Lin Clan Divine Magi, and each of those Divine Magi had cost him tons of magic crystals and countless jade coins.

"This crazy woman, I, I…" Zhu Rong Tianming pressed his chest with both of his hands and couldn’t even complete a sentence.

Bo Qiujia and Priest Corpse glanced at each other, after which, Priest Corpse seriously nodded and said, "Brother, take care of our Prince." Next, Bo Qi