Ye Qingfeng's eyes burned with fire, exuding an aura like a god or demon.
He had completely shattered their spirits.
Their heads knocked against the ground, making a constant banging sound.
Usually, these magic masters were arrogant and aloof in front of ordinary people, and even typical martial artists.
But now, before Ye Qingfeng,
they were like little dogs,
only able to wag their tails and beg for mercy.
"Squeak!!"
Just as all the sinister things in the ancient house were completely burned to ashes,
and the golden flames in Ye Qingfeng's eyes subsided,
Sun Long, seeing the situation was unfavorable, suddenly sprang up.
He intended to escape.
After all, even the powerful Young Witch Master was burned to death by Ye Qingfeng's miraculous pupil skills.
Now, seizing the moment when Ye Qingfeng was distracted,
Sun Long mustered all his strength
and rushed straight for the door.
