C1146 Mo Lin was trapped

"Twelve Slashes of the God of Heaven. Confinement!"

Just as the demon gods were laughing coldly, the Twelve Death Soldiers s were shouting at the same time. Their swords swept across the sky, instantly forming a formation.

In that instant, Mo Lin was enveloped by the blade and sword images of the Twelve Death Soldiers. He only felt that his eyes were in a field of whiteness