C207 Miraculous Battle(1)

With a sense of doubt, Ye Mo once again stretched out his fingers, infused with Soul Power, and traced through the air. His movements were erratic, and the words he formed were somewhat disordered and hasty.

"It's definitely not Nangong Dangtian!"

He regarded the words with a cold gaze, nodding solemnly, and added, "Nangong Dangtian stands quietly behind the woman