It's Still Beneath the Paper (1)

"Great Embroidery Technique!"

Dao Qiongcang's reaction was extremely fast. His finger swept across the divine Sinan.

The sky was filled with the Way of the Heavens patterns, dazzling and splendid.

In an instant, a magnificent scene was outlined in the void.

The Divine Puppet's swelling force came to a halt.

It was like a toy that had been pierced through by the boundless divine patterns and tattooed on the fabric of the void.

It couldn't move or explode.

It felt extremely uncomfortable!

"Little fellow..."

After he killed Xu Xiaoshou's Divine Puppet's self-destruction technique, Dao Qiongcang smiled again.

Outside Jade Capital City, he had already witnessed the self-destruction of the Divine Puppet's arm once, so he was already prepared.

This time, how could he let Xu Xiaoshou get what he wanted and escape with his spiritual senses?