A Dragon pond

The soul attack of the bell of heavenly evil made the black-robed young man and the others tremble slightly, and they felt a sharp pain in their souls.

The bell of heavenly evil had cut off two shackles. Even if they had soul-protecting treasures, they could not completely block it.

When his soul was attacked, his divine power could not circulate as smoothly, and his strength was naturally affected.

Buzzzzzz!

Lu Ming rushed over and swept his spear at the black-robed young man.

The black-robed young man roared in anger. Both of his hands were like blades as he continuously slashed out.

However, he was still affected, and his combat power was not at its peak. When he collided with the spear of domination, his body trembled and he retreated.

BOOM!

Then, Lu Ming fired another shot at the burly young man.

The burly young man also followed in the footsteps of the black-robed young man and retreated.