The Cruor Formation

On the silver spaceship.

Saber lights continued to sweep across.

"Revenge, I want to take revenge!!"

"Power, I am not powerful enough!!!"

The purple-haired youth, Luo Tianhong, had billowing hatred in his eyes.

Just then…

A crowd of figures in black robes swarmed over.

Luo Tianhong immediately noticed and his eyes dilated in shock. Then, he immediately went into the cabin.

"Soul Snatching Palace's men are here!" Luo Tianhong's voice was cold.

The disciples of Luo royal family and Luo Feng immediately stood up. Their faces grew extremely solemn and there was boundless hatred shimmering in their eyes.

"Everyone…" Luo Feng turned to look at Jian Wushuang and the others with a pleading gaze.

"Don't worry, I will protect all of you," Jian Wushuang smiled.

"Master, why don't I take action and dismiss them?" Jian Yi said.

"It's okay," Jian Wushuang shook his head, "I'd like to verify something."