Zhao Wei Yi

"Looks like you want to die." Duan Ling Tian's short words caused all the 11 young men and young women including Hou Jun to become even grimmer, and all of them were enraged by Duan Ling Tian.

"Attack him together!" It was unknown who shouted out abruptly, but the group of young men and young men pounced at Duan Ling Tian with tacit understanding, and for a time, the sound of air exploding rose and fell continuously in the sky.

Ancient horned dragon silhouettes condensed into form and covered the sky, and they stood there in a threatening manner.

Duan Ling Tian's gaze was calm when facing the young men and young women that attacked him from all side, and then his eyes squinted abruptly as a dim light flashed into appearance within his eyes.

Thousand Illusions!

Instantly, Duan Ling Tian executed the soul skill that belonged solely to him.