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Let time go back a little bit.

When Wu Xiaode and Bai Hu arrived near the palace and began to fight the mourners of souls.

Kilometers away.

The back of a bell tower.

Zhao Zhibing stood behind the huge bronze bell and watched this scene from a distance.

Thousands of bronze hands surrounded the palace.

The sword energy soared into the sky.

The cyan sword shadow illuminated the sky and reflected her amber eyes.

"It's really..."

She pressed her hand on the bronze bell, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she changed the subject and whispered softly:

"It's much more spectacular than any concert I've ever seen."

White Crane stood by her side. Drawn by the vast sword energy, he wanted to let out a long crane cry several times, but in the end he suppressed it.

"Yu, why do you think he is so desperate?" Zhao Zhibing asked.

"I don't know," Bai He lowered his head to dodge, "Maybe he wants to kill these terrifying monsters."

Zhao Zhibing lowered his head and smiled softly.

On the battlefield, the battle between the two sides gradually came to an end.

Waves of fluctuations began to occur in the void, teleporting both Wu Xiaode and the Demon Spider away.

Zhao Zhibing reached out to grab a talisman and shouted: "Yu, take me to the place where they left, quickly!"

Bai He spread his wings, caught Zhao Zhibing, and asked hesitantly: "Bingbing, what are you—"

"How can I always ask a man to save me? This time I will follow and kill the monster."

Zhao Zhibing said softly.

The talisman in her hand burst into green flames.
Chapter completed!