If someone were standing by that hole and looking down, with good enough eyesight they could even see the fire-red magma flowing underground.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Clang, clang, clang!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Every time Lou Yi appeared in the void, he would be struck again and again by that streak of cyan light and sent flying with no power to fight back.
"Weak, way too weak!"
"Fight back, come on, fight back!"
"Weren't you acting all tough just now?"
Along with Lou Yi being blasted away, a series of gloomy, cold sneers sounded in the air like background accompaniment.
The demon mosquito Yao Chuo Lang, having just suffered a setback and lost face, had come to hate Lou Yi, and this time wanted to humiliate him ruthlessly in return.
"Hurry up and tear this brat to pieces!" Seeing Lou Yi being abused over and over, the Zhao old crone got excited, as if she could already see Lou Yi's miserable end.
