What a Playful Flower...(2)

The black-robed man dodged to the side and waved his left hand. Countless poisonous insects flew toward Meng Sipei.

"Phoenix Descends to the Nine Heavens!"

Seeing the poisonous insects attacking, Meng Sipei didn't dodge. She flapped her flaming wings, and the violent phoenix flames burned all the poisonous insects.

" Not bad. Although his brain isn't very good, he's still quite good at fighting.'

On the ground, Jiang Beiran had already used his Mentality to detect that the person's cultivation base was at the ninth level of the Mystic Emperor Realm, while Meng Sipei's cultivation base was at the eighth level. Although there was only a difference of one level, the difference between the ninth and eighth level was the most difficult to estimate.