C388 Deep Valley Array

A blood-colored glow filled the air, along with a sinister wind.

The thick fog that surrounded them blocked the detection of their spiritual sense. From the moment they heard Zhan Nantian's cry of surprise, Mo Li had grabbed Mo Zhiyin's hand. Even though they were trapped, they were still tightly hugging.

Ah!

Ahh!

Blood-curdling screams rang out from all directions