Involuntarily, Lin Hai felt a sense of fear in his heart.

If City Lord Xiao Ming's flying knife were to attack him, even if he had the demon refining pot, he might not have time to hide in it.

"When you encounter immortals in the future, you must be a hundred times more careful!"

Lin Hai couldn't help but warn himself with great caution, the strength of the immortals was completely beyond Lin Hai's imagination.

Facing the immortals, if you are not careful, you may be doomed.

Ding!

A harsh impact sounded, and City Lord Xiao Ming's flying knife had already penetrated Ripple's weak point.

However, such a terrifying blow encountered great resistance and bounced back after encountering the ripples in the sky!

However, the weak point in the center of the vortex showed no change to the naked eye, which made Lin Hai feel deeply speechless.

"Isn't this okay?"

The flying knife attack of Xiao Ming City Lord was far more terrifying than Lin Hai expected. Unexpectedly, facing the seal of the Forgotten City, it was like hitting a stone with an egg.

City Lord Xiao Ming seemed to have been used to it for a long time. There was no change in his face. Instead, he waved his arm again, and another flying knife flew out with a roar...

Looking at City Master Xiao Ming, he kept attacking weak points with one knife after another, but there was no obvious effect.

Lin Hai finally understood why it took City Lord Xiao Ming a thousand years to make the center of the vortex thinner.

"It seems like this is really a headache!"

Lin Hai gave a bitter smile, but there was no trace of sadness on his face, instead a faint smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!