Yang Yan nodded, glanced around, and squinted slightly as he said, "In that case, let's live and die together!"
After the Demon Race leader clashed fiercely with Nie Suyuan, he flew several hundred meters away.
He stood arrogantly in midair, watching as his subordinates fell one by one. He gave Yang Yan and the others a harsh glance, laughing angrily with a sinister expression, and said, "Good good good! If we can't have it, then we'll destroy it!"
As he spoke, he suddenly pressed his hands onto the horns on his forehead, then exerted force abruptly.
When Nie Suyuan saw this, a flash of panic went through her eyes.
She immediately formed a seal with both hands, and a white halo appeared, shining with countless ancient inscriptions.
As these ancient inscriptions tangled together, they released an aura of the Great Dao intermittently.
It spun continuously, automatically locking onto the Demon Race leader who was attempting to break his own horns.
Boom!
