C149 The Decisive Battle in Yan City(1)

Fann's graceful figure slightly moved. Her long red dress fluttered without any wind. Her right hand gently held the chant. Her lips parted slightly as she muttered a few words.

In an instant, a trace of red cloud slowly appeared under her feet. That cloud gathered more and more and directly turned into a red cloud.

That cloud lifted Fann up and slowly ascended