The existence of each black line was like the cry of a vengeful spirit.
This eye was filled with hell and the abyss.
Song qingxiao, who was caught off guard, seemed to have been burned by this force. Her eyes were slightly hot, and then they swelled and hurt.
Something was trying to drill into her eyes. A dark and desperate aura overwhelmed her, and she closed her eyes subconsciously in pain.
Scales appeared on his eyelids, and his powerful spiritual power quickly dispelled the demonic Qi that was trying to invade.
Her eyes were dyed dark gold, and demonic Qi swam around her eyes, forming circles of strange totems. However, it could no longer penetrate the defense of her scales, and finally dissipated in failure.
Behind her, the gray-robed monk who was directly facing seven was not so lucky.
The moment he looked into Seven's eyes, the demonic Qi easily invaded his spiritual sense and soul, causing the same black shadow to be quickly replicated in his eyes.
