"You little brat, come down here and die!"
The Qiankun Ancestor's gaze fell on Sikong Wuming, his eyes flickering with a cold killing intent.
Rumble ————
However, at this moment, the array barrier of Lesser Divine City exerted its power, unleashing an extremely terrifying force to suppress the Qiankun Ancestor.
In that instant, the Qiankun Ancestor felt an endless constraint.
This brought unprecedented anger to the Qiankun Ancestor!
"Good! Good! Good!"
"What a Supreme Pavilion!"
"They actually dare to set a trap!"
Just Tang Yong alone, Qiankun Ancestor could somewhat understand.
After all, Sikong Wuming is the chief disciple of Supreme Pavilion's Lesser Divine City.
But now, even the array barrier of Lesser Divine City is beginning to react.
What does this signify?
This was all prepared in advance!
This battle was orchestrated by the other side.
From the moment Luo Changfeng's trio came to challenge at Cloud Rubbing Cliff, the trap had been set.
