"World Cage, Imprison!"
Seeing Zhao Yuxiao and the other three running for their lives, two figures flashed in the air and disappeared.
When they reappeared, one of the figures had arrived above Nalan Yun Ting and the other three.
The person who appeared was a green-robed middle-aged expert. His expression was ice-cold as he drew a mysterious seal with his hands. Immediately, the space trembled. At this moment, a powerful and terrifying binding force appeared, as if the space between heaven and earth was imprisoned.
"Pfft."
Nalan Yunting was at the front, not prepared at all, and collided with the binding force.
His heart trembled, and he felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The other three were also trapped by the binding force at the same time. In a short second, the four of them were blocked by two figures. It was obviously impossible for them to escape.
"Bloodprint, are you going to force me?"
