"You're not getting away."
The voices of the goateed man and the man in blue suddenly became hoarse and strange.
In the next moment, the void before He Cangyun and Fairy Qingxia suddenly tore open.
They saw a tentacle covered with countless eyes and barbs sweep towards them.
He Cangyun and Fairy Qingxia's expressions changed drastically.
Not long ago, they saw the other using those mysterious barbed tentacles to pierce into a Moral Saint Sect cultivator.
The result was that the cultivator was instantly reduced to a pool of black liquid.
From flesh to primordial spirit, everything was obliterated.
Clearly, the opponent was using the same method against them now.
"Break for me!"
A sharp glint flashed in He Cangyun's eyes.
Hexagonal ice crystals suddenly blossomed in his pupils.
The next moment, an ice blade emitting an endless glazed color appeared before him, slashing fiercely towards the tentacle.
Crack crack crack!
