Chương 1439: Hun clan Dou Sheng

A dark-black arm was extended from the spatial crack. This arm was extremely shriveled and looked as though a layer of black skin had been wrapped around some bones. That dry skin vaguely revealed some strange lines that emitted a black aura…

The appearance of this arm seemed to have caused the sky to become much dimmer. An unusual suction force spread from the arm's hand that seemed like it could suck one's soul into it.

Xiao Yan's expression had become grave the moment this black arm appeared. A thought flashed through his heart and the black plate surrounded by a ring of fire, floating a short distance away, suddenly emitted a 'swoosh' sound as it rushed over. It shrank to the size of a palm that adhered to his fist before he violently swung it forward.

"Bang!"

The black plate surrounded by a ring of fire heavily collided with the dark-black hand. A dense black light immediately shot out and wrapped around that arm.

"Sizzle sizzle!"