Sensing the destructive aura spreading rapidly behind her, Mei Qianmeng smiled smugly, "No matter how capable you are, now that the exit of the formation is closed, there's no way for you to escape from it."
The spatial turbulence and cracks were enough to destroy Gu Xi's soul, leaving not even ashes.
When she saw the Dragon Ball in her hand clearly, her smile suddenly turned stiff, and Mei Qianmeng's pupils shrank.
"Gu Xi!"
The Dragon Ball in her hand had turned into half!
The edge was extremely sharp, obviously caused by the extremely sharp Sword Qi. Mei Qianmeng gritted her teeth in anger, thinking of the powerful and mysterious Black Soul Sword in Gu Xi's hand.
She had underestimated this man after all. At the crucial moment, he had actually made a move. The Black Soul Sword's target was not her at all, but this Dragon Ball.
