While Yunxiao was still in shock, a shocking seal had already condensed above the ring River. The floating will of life on the seal shone dazzlingly in all directions like a flying swan stepping on the snow, and then it came crashing down!
Yunxiao could no longer care about the unrecognizable red figure behind the seal. The seal alone had enveloped all the Warriors present, and even those dozens of meters away felt an irresistible chill from the bottom of their hearts.
An aura of death gushed out from the depths of his heart, just like when he had faced the Martial Emperor's punch back in Yanwu.
"The space is also locked?"
Yunxiao's hands kept moving, and three golden ancient scriptures emerged and blasted in all directions.
"Ming King seal, break the seal!"
