"Ah ah ah ah!!!"
Suo Ming only felt a sudden headache in his head. Then, he dropped the girl in his hands and covered her head with both hands, screaming in pain.
The poisonous Scorpion was an illusion of his spiritual power, so if it was defeated, it would naturally damage his soul.
Lu Zhiyuan was stunned.
"Who's there?!!"
The surrounding fallen spirits sect's powerful cultivators all rushed out as they surveyed their surroundings with sinister expressions.
The next moment!
A white-haired young man descended from the sky. The young man's eyes were cold, and there was a strong murderous aura between his eyebrows.
"Who are you? You dare to obstruct the work of my fallen spirits sect?" One of the martial grandmasters from the fallen spirits sect stepped out and leaped into the air with a ferocious expression on his face.
Ye chen looked around. When he saw the altar that had turned into hell, the murderous look in his eyes intensified.