บท 295: The Dark Fog Empress, Jing Huan 2

Wang Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that things were probably going to turn bad.

"Such a genius, unfortunately, I will still tear off your mask!" A low voice came from the void.

In the next moment, amid the shattered light, the shadow turned into a huge ghostly hand and landed in front of Wang Ye as if it had traveled through time!

"Mi!" All of a sudden, the sword rabbit, which had been in Wang Ye's pet space, jumped out and stood in front of Wang Ye. With the Seven-star Sword Spirit in its hand, it slashed at the huge ghostly hand!

The sword light cut through everything, but it could not cut through the mysterious giant hand of time. It only made it pause slightly.

"You're courting death!" A cold and merciless voice was heard.

Wang Ye quickly hugged the sword rabbit.

At this moment, a mysterious light suddenly appeared from Wang Ye's body. It floated as it emitted a mysterious light!