Yun Ran looked at the living dead puppets rushing toward her and muttered, "Every debt has its owner, I really have no choice!"
Saying this, Yun Ran pulled off a chain she had always worn on her wrist.
At first glance, it looked similar to the bracelets sold at luxury counters in malls.
No one had ever paid attention to this chain, who in their right mind would care about the jewelry a young girl wears?
But now, after the chain broke, the Black Robed People waiting to see Yun Ran and her group tied up like dumplings.
Suddenly felt a very strong pressure, even stronger than the Demon King who had never appeared.
It made their blood boil and caused their bodies to feel as if they were being torn apart.
"Puff!"
Jia Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Black Robed People behind him weren't in much better shape.
As for those living dead puppets bound by iron chains, they were immobilized by the pressure Yun Ran released.
