C1284 Soul attack!

Qin Yichen tightly held the ghost blade in his hand, and at the moment, he was only accompanied by the blade in his hand, with the icy coldness from the handle of the blade entering into Qin Yichen's hands. Qin Yichen felt the icy coldness, and his restless heart slowly calmed down, as he coldly stared at the lightning dragon that was floating in midair