“The same to you.” Hong Luan gave Yun Luofeng one last look before turning and leaving. The cyan-robed man originally wanted to follow, but Hong Luan merely sent him an indifferent glance and remarked, “You are too weak, you are better off staying. I alone will be enough for them.”
Hearing the girl’s ruthless words, embarrassment entered the man’s expression. He wanted to tell her she was merely an intermediate-rank sage-king level, but Hong Luan had already slammed the door shut with a bang.
The streets were aflutter with the sound of horse hooves and a sea of people were charging forward atop handsome horses. The strength of these people was all above the sage-king level and they were unparalleled in their ability.
“Little girl, we came for the Ghost Emperor. If you step aside, perhaps we can spare your life!” When the experts saw that the one blocking their path was merely an intermediate-rank, sage-king-level little girl, they were ambivalent and did not attach importance to her.
Hong Luan smiled and placed herself in front of the room’s door. Her red robe lightly fluttered in the air, and her mannerism was imposing and brazen.
“Today, for as long as I live, don’t bother thinking about taking a single step inside! Of course, if you want to enter, it’s not impossible, you just have to step over my corpse!”
“Haha!” Hearing the red-robed girl’s domineering voice, a middle-aged man burst out laughing. “You alone? An intermediate-rank sage-king level little girl dares to be so insolent? Great, then we will kill you first, and then kill the Ghost Emperor!” All of a sudden, the auras of all the cultivators flooded into the air with a rumble!
Hong Luan calmly withdrew a red box from her space ring. Her fair hands slowly opened the box and took out a fruit that was emitting a red glow.
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