The three strong contenders, despite the interference from numerous corpse puppets, approached Lin Chen swiftly as if they were breezing through an empty realm.
At this moment, the three had made up their minds; no matter what, they couldn't let Lin Chen escape.
The stronger Lin Chen's abilities became, the more intense their desire to kill him grew.
They all knew that if Lin Chen regained his strength, he would be a hidden threat to all three of them.
"Hurry up, faster," Lin Chen frowned as he watched the trio relentlessly approaching.
"I'll go block them," Zhao Xiaohua's eyes showed a trace of determination.
Saying this, Zhao Xiaohua gritted her teeth and prepared to rush out of the formation again.
However, before she could leave the formation, Lin Chen pressed a pressure point on Zhao Xiaohua.
"Silly girl, how could I leave the rear-guard task to you?"
"Feng Jiu, take care of Xiaohua for me," said Lin Chen as he infused a spiritual essence into Zhao Xiaohua's body.
