"Little girl!"
Watching this scene, Ye Mo's eyes turned blood-red.
"Soul Master, I will burn my Charm Spirit Physique, gathering the strongest attack to wound your origin, leaving you gravely injured, unable to recover to your peak within a hundred years."
The little girl's body completely transformed into flames, dividing into six flames, forming a peculiar formation in the air, directly sealing the Soul Master's consciousness. That consciousness kept darting around in the formation, but no matter what, it couldn't escape.
"You bastard! Let me out!"
An earth-shattering roar erupted from the Soul Master's consciousness, as he sensed a dangerous aura from the formation.
Whoosh!
Within the array, the six flames converged in the air into a single point, shooting straight at the consciousness.
Boom!
"You bastards, bastards, bastards, you will regret this!"
