C834 Where Is Ye Liangmei?

Swoosh swoosh swoosh.

On the cracked ground, streams of dense Yin Qi were ejected one after another.

Zhang Tianxiao was like a demon king descending, holding onto the two meter long pitch-black sword, he looked around, his black pupils looking at his surroundings.

Each magical barrier stood thousands of meters away from him, blocking all the Yin Qi he had just released