King Tuo Yuan instinctively glanced at himself,
only to see a golden rope tightly binding him, rendering him immobile,
and to his horror, this golden rope was extremely peculiar, having the effect of suppressing the ghost qi within him.
At this moment, he couldn't mobilize even a trace of ghost qi for defense and could only rely on his physical body,
yet the Ghost Race was not known for their physical strength. If the Human Race seized the opportunity to encircle and kill him, how could he survive?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a great urgency, turning his gaze to his nearby kin, hoping they would step in and help block the attack!
But Zhou Xun and his two companions had been plotting for a long time, and they wouldn't let him succeed!
"Go!" Zhou Xun shouted as the Purple Flood Dragon Demon Emperor made his move,
an instant Thunder Strike shot out from Zhou Xun's hand,
"Boom!"
