Almost at the moment his voice fell, a halo of red and white intermingled surged from his curved palm. That halo was as mighty as a pale giant serpent roaring in the night sky, even causing Tian Yu to change his expression.
She hadn't expected that she just had a confrontation with a Fairy at the auction! Even despising the Immortal! Combative!
Even though such an incident had passed, it still made her feel icy cold all over.
Ye Feng's voice was unheard of. His white hand was gently raised. When it waved in the air, the vast soul wept in the night, and under his palm would transform into explosive fireworks. Countless soul fragments would scatter and it would be quite beautiful.
"What!"
Master Liu's heart was shocked, and his feet couldn't help but step back a bit. Looking at Ye Fengsheng's eyes, he suddenly had countless misgivings.
