C1739 The Power of the Spiritual Weapon

The corner of Lee Yifann's mouth curled up into a smile that was not a smile. He raised his hand, causing the void to distort violently. The black Qi surrounding his body seemed to have encountered its natural enemy, and all of them retreated.

Immediately after that, an extremely cold chill spread out with him as the center.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The cold qi wreaked havoc