The Fire Spirit within her was completely depleted!
Her punches were greatly weakened, but on the contrary, Sikong Ran's offensive was more ferocious wave after wave.
Under the effect of the Xuanwu Ring, his cultivation skyrocketed in an instant, towering above the Xuan Transformation Realm.
Xin Lin inwardly cursed her bad luck.
She had thought that with the Qi Stone, forcibly enhancing her cultivation, she could thoroughly teach Sikong Ran a lesson.
Who would have known that before she could taste the satisfaction of brutalizing Sikong Ran, she would be the one who failed first.
"Who on earth are you?"
Sikong Ran's five fingers, like hooks, seized Xin Lin's shoulder.
Xin Lin struggled, but she was controlled as if shackled, totally unable to break free.
Her Fire Spirit was exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength to use the Ghost Escape Technique.
Not only that, Xin Lin felt the bones in her body creaking, slowly shrinking.
