C742 Ning Zhongtian Fell!

"Homo Clan, what are your intentions?!"

Khadka's scream pierced the air as he furiously flapped his wings, charging toward Ning Zhongtian. But in that moment, the Eight Trigrams Formation in Ning Zhongtian's grasp erupted with brilliance, shining like the sun above, casting forth a scorching, blinding light. This light coalesced into golden chains in the sky