When Wuji Zhenren's voice fell, the eight murderous spirits on the Killing Soul Banner all danced their sinister claws and rushed towards Ouyang Zi in the front.
For a moment, the huge Refining Sect was eerie and frightening, as if countless fierce ghosts were flying around.
The eight murderous spirits instantly engaged in a fierce battle with Ouyang Zi, causing Bai Xiaofan and the others watching from afar to shut their mouths tightly, not daring even to breathe.
This is the true battle belonging to the strong.
A series of rumbling sounds spread into everyone's ears, making their eardrums ache.
Bai Xiaofan hurriedly arranged a formation in front of himself to block the pressure that could almost shatter a Dantian.
"Who do you think will win?"
At this moment, Xue Yi was like a little kitten, unknowingly snuggling up to Bai Xiaofan's side.
Anyway, with Bai Xiaofan, a guy skilled in formations by her side, she naturally had no need to exert any effort.
