C1094 Last strike

Ling Yun and the Mysterious Serpent of Nine Yin stood facing each other, and above each of them was a dark black palm-sized palace which floated up and down. Their bodies were covered with surging black fog, and they were in a strange state.

Ling Yun closed his eyes slightly, his mind devoid of any distracting thoughts. His mind was clear and calm as he connected with the black rune