Chapter 145: The Fake Table

he light curtain on all four walls of the formation actually began to develop fine cracks.Realizing that the formation was nearing its limit, a smile played on Chen Ping's lips as he thought of an esc... ground, as if trying to speak, but was sent flying by Chen Ping's punch.With the soul gone, Long Xiao regained control of his body. Looking at the blood hole on his chest, Long Xiao's eyes were fille...