"Seal the Six Senses!" Ouyang Suo let out a piercing roar, his face turning red and his muscles bulging as if he were about to explode.
His warning was timely. Yet still, seven or eight Primordial Infant cultivators' heads burst open, dead on the spot!
Their bodies, as they fell from mid-air, were chopped into pieces by the light emitted from the arrays!
It was utterly fanciful for the Primordial Infants to think of escaping!
The piercing screams were incessant, and the area, where vitality was continuously soaring, had become a nightmare for these cultivators!
The young man dressed in a black robe, handsome and graceful, playing a discordant tune on his flute, was seen by everyone as the most terrifying demon in this world!
"Wu... wuwuwu... wuwuwuwu!" The harsh sounds of the flute rose, and the cultivators from the Ouyang Family kept falling.
