C389 Small Three Thousand Cloud Ocean Formation

"Xiao Ling, any last words before you meet your end?" Xu Tian, with the Small Three Thousand Cloud Sea Array in hand, exuded supreme arrogance. He looked down on Xiao Ling with the disdain of a cat playing with a mouse, confident that his technique could trap even a Martial Ancestor, let alone a mere Four-star Martial Emperor