This injured young man burst out with such great strength, but the ghost warrior almost couldn't capture him several times.

"Mr. Zimei, please...

Zi Mei shook her head and gestured, "He is unaware of it and should not be stunned."

The ghost soldier poured his strength and pressed Yi Chen to the ground. However, his palm was like squeezing charcoal, and a wisp of blue smoke suddenly appeared.

"The young master's body is indeed the flame of the ghost star..." The ghost man struggled, "How could he be here..."

Zi Mei blocked the two girls next to her, and approached Yi Chen and gestured, "Don't let him move."

The ghost soldier has tried his best.

Yi Chenzhu tried his best to restore his rationality, but there were too many flying pictures in front of him, and every frame could make his heart hurt. The flames were constantly eroding, and he couldn't calm his mind.

"Don't...don't get close!" He tried his best to squeeze out these words from his teeth.

He felt that his body would fall apart at all times, while the fire, like an angry beast, always wanted to break through the cage of his body and come out bloodthirsty.

Zi Mei ignored it, but pulled out a spiritual needle that fell into the bag and poked it down his eyebrows.

It was like a weapon slashing into the skin, and the pain was unbearable. He smashed him into the ice abyss from the fire.

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Jun Han's steps on ice suddenly stopped, and the desolate wind suddenly passed in the depths of the cold abyss, as if riding a faint rumbling.
Chapter completed!