In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhan had already brought the Sword Spirit to a tree.
At this moment, he was standing atop the treetop, always watching in the direction of Zuo Linglong.
Zuo Linglong was already facing dangerous scenes for a while, and those few demonic beasts were arrogantly attacking her, clearly intending to put her to death.
But all of this was in Wang Zhan's eyes, and if it really came to that stage, he would naturally intervene immediately.
Moreover, with his speed, he could appear in front of Zuo Linglong in an instant.
So naturally, there's no need to worry about anything now.
In a flash, seeing Zuo Linglong hit by a demonic beast again, her face had turned much paler, and her figure became unsteady.
At this moment, Zuo Linglong only felt that she was on the brink of collapse; after glancing at the direction where Wang Zhan was, she suddenly froze in place.
"Weren't you just here? Where did Master go now?"
