"And you all, if you want to live, throw away all your Purple Light Stone Milk!"
Xiao Ye's figure soared as he took out the Devouring Spirit Spear, unleashing a sky-shattering Wu Guang, like an Ancient Divine Mountain crashing down, once again blasting away several Purple Spirit Snakes, fighting alongside Leng Ming.
Back when he first entered the Wind Mist Secret Realm, Xiao Ye was utterly powerless before the Purple Spirit Snakes whose strength rivaled the Heavenly Spirit Early Stage.
But now it's different.
He had elevated his realm to the Earth Spirit Realm, with surging Taichu Spiritual Power, terrifying strength, he was the only one under Leng Ming who could battle the Purple Spirit Snakes.
However, there were simply too many Purple Spirit Snakes here, and if not for Leng Ming suppressing them with Spirit Flowers, he would be in great danger.
"Damn, why does this guy get to tell us to throw away the Purple Light Stone Milk?"
"Right, why doesn't he throw his away?"
