Accompanied by the tiger's roar, the Tiger Spirit leapt up, its black and white pattern now dazzlingly conspicuous. Jiang Feng also rolled over a dozen times on the ground before coming to his senses. Seeing the astonishing momentum, Cen Yueyue's first reaction was to raise a finger.
Both hairpins, already thrown out and embedded in the snow, suddenly turned back!
This undoubtedly delayed the gathering of Spiritual Energy in the hands of their adversaries, seizing that moment, the two exchanged glances.
Thus, as if by some unspoken agreement, they turned their heads and leapt towards the edge of the cliff.
Boom!!!
The dreadful roar was perceivable even from dozens of miles away.
Some nearby villages even turned their attention to the recent noise, raising fingers pointing into the distance and discussing because a cliff in the distance had collapsed right before their eyes, falling apart for dozens of meters.
