C876 Formations

Su Qian and Mo Leesheng's faces were ashen. However, Xue Changtian's and Mo Leesheng's cultivations were not weaker than theirs. It was impossible for them to break through their attacks.

"Die."

Su Qian roared and struck out with his palm. A Eight Desolations Palm condensed in his palm and a desolate aura pervaded the air as it flew towards the two of them.

"Old thing