The evil creature collided with the Golden-winged Bird a split second before—
Vermilion Bird had just completed a magic spell.
Li Long's gaze fixed on Wu Xiaode, malevolently pulling out a long, pointed horn from his waist.
Just as he was about to strike, he sensed something and immediately positioned the sharp horn in front of him defensively, no longer trying to attack Wu Xiaode, but rather adopting a defensive stance.
However, Vermilion Bird's magic was already complete.
A blaze of fire streaked towards the Red-skinned Demon—
"Master, save me!"
The Red-skinned Demon cried out just before being struck by the fire, its body suddenly swelled up, bursting into a mass of blurred flesh and blood.
Evil Phoenix, however, did not make a move.
—The Golden-winged Bird was plunging swiftly downwards.
Three against one, just one careless move could lead to an irreversible disaster; how could it spare any attention to save its subordinate!
A moment had passed.
Boom!!!
