"Ah ah ah ah!"
Zhen Zhiyuan screamed in agony, but as soon as he began to make a sound, it seemed as if an invisible hand had choked his throat.
The scream was suddenly stuck in his throat, and his facial features twisted together.
Feeling the rapid loss of spiritual power, Zhen Zhiyuan immediately fell into extreme terror!
It was clear that he had the upper hand... in the "Domain," Ling Mo should have no power to fight back!
But why... why could this seemingly unserious guy reverse the battle in an instant!
Could it be that when he turned to run, he had already planned his next move, even considering the role of the Hellhound?
The course of battle changes in the blink of an eye. Ling Mo's ability to think of a counterattack strategy in such a short time and even lead him into a trap was clearly a sign of enormously rich combat experience.
He couldn't believe he had been deceived!
"Ah!"
