C952 The Appearance of the Celestial Devil Dragon

*Swish!*

Simultaneously, they flashed before Chu Lin, their hands thrusting forward with spikes that exuded an intense, icy chill.

*Ding!*

The spikes aimed directly at Chu Lin's throat, but mere centimeters away, they halted abruptly in midair.

Two fingers had seized the spikes with unyielding strength, a platinum glow flickering upon them, rendering the deadly spikes