"Qi Hong, you old dog, face the power of my Spiral Dragon Array!" Blackie was laughing boisterously.
"SWOOSH!"
A circular array had formed within a 100-meter radius. The inscriptions of the array resembled cyan iron chains that were intertwined, rippling on the surface. An illusory image of a lofty cyan mountain appeared.
A huge dragon was circling the mountaintop. Its claws were extended and its fangs were out, glaring ferociously.
Dozens of tombstones flew in, assaulting the array. However, they were immediately met by a cyan light which disintegrated them into dust.
When Zhang Ruochen saw that Blackie's array could block off Qi Hong's attacks, he sighed with relief.
At that exact moment, he lowered his gaze to look at Saint Lady and realized that she was struggling. He also realized that he was still holding on to her and immediately let go of her.
"I'm sorry. Just now... "