Leave the Forbidden Area

Nie Zhan was incredibly skillful. As he flew toward the spatial crack, he shrunk his body to a blood-red light spot and flapped the blood-red wings on his back, dodging it.

After flying for hundreds of feet, the blood-red light spot released a halo as it bulged again, turning back into a four-wing crimson angel.

Although he reacted to the spatial crack in time, it still gashed his arm, leaving a long bleeding wound. The Psychic Sage's print also severely injured him, cracking his saint armor and leaving huge marks on his face.

Before Nie Zhan balanced himself, a demonic storm started to sweep toward him.

Inside the storm was an iron hammer the size of a hill, showing up above him. It was so close and fast that he couldn't manage to dodge it.

Xiang Chunan shouted behind the iron hammer. "Take this!"

Nie Zhan glared at him, took out a rune, pinched it with his fingers and pushed it upward. "Purgatory Rune, sending you all to hell!"

Bang!