Front and rear pincers!
Especially the terrifying light column released by Wan Mingzhu from behind, which contained a horror temperature over tens of millions of degrees Celsius. As soon as it appeared, the entire pond boiled like molten iron, even Jiang Dali felt as if his whole body, including his will, was being burned and melted, with a painful sense of crisis.
At the critical moment, he instantly retracted the Illusion Soul Golden Wings without hesitation, dodging sideways.
Whizz!!——
The speed of the light column was incomparably fast, even within the pond, its instant spread exceeded the speed of sound.
Even though Jiang Dali decisively avoided the crisis at the moment it was detected, the time used for thinking was slightly too late.
Instantly, a sharp pain spread from the shoulder of his left arm to the elbow, his half body seemed to suffer radiation from strong light and high temperature, causing unbearable scorching pain.
"-517378!"
