"Alright!"
The old woman heard this, gritted her teeth, and directly put the purple Nuo mask back on, waving the silver bell in her hand, stepping backward over the seven stars, while biting her tongue, spraying blood onto the ground.
As her steps shifted, she actually used blood mixed with accumulated snow to draw a large rune, enveloping the two of them.
"Yi——ya——!"
After the rune was completed, the old woman suddenly sang out.
Weathered but bright, making Li Yan's whole body stand on end.
"In the first month soldiers are pointed to build the border town, Yi——ya——!"
"Fan Lang's letter sound breaks, Yi——ya——!"
"Cold clothes unformed already chilly, Qiang flute cracks Yumen cloud..."
"Yi——ya——!"
Every singing tone was followed by a long tail sound.
The voice grew louder, vibrating the surrounding air, directly suppressing the opposing spell sounds, even causing the approaching blood mist to dissipate in mid-air.
