Sacred Spirit Sky, Ice Peak of the Spirit Race
Zuo Liuyun watched as Xiao Changtian slowly walked into the Soul-devouring Formation.
The smile on his face gradually became wider, and his hand gestures kept changing.
"Die!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under Zuo Liuyun's control, the Soul-devouring Formation continued to erode Xiao Changtian.
When Leng Xiaoxiao and Leng Mei, who were in the grand array, saw this scene, their hearts also jumped to their throats.
They could feel that the magic power of the array that was acting on them had completely disappeared.
Without a doubt, they were all heading towards Xiao Changtian.
At this moment, Xiao Changtian didn't have any defense set up on his body.
However, in their eyes, Xiao Changtian walked towards them as if nothing had happened.
"Miss Leng, we meet again."
Xiao Changtian smiled at Leng Xiaoxiao and the others.
At this moment, Leng Xiaoxiao and Leng Mei were also somewhat unable to react.
