Qin Xi and the Masked Man alone already looked extremely battered from the battle.
Very soon, the hem of Qin Xi's clothes had begun to turn ragged and torn. He had not expected the Masked Man's strength to have truly risen so much during this period.
He looked at the Masked Man in some doubt and said to him, "Did you kill so many people just so your current strength could become stronger?"
The Masked Man burst into loud laughter instead, looked at Qin Xi, and said to him, "Haven't you already been to the mortal world? You should know what my final goal is."
Qin Xi had not expected his thoughts to have already been noticed by the Masked Man.
And as the Masked Man looked at the expression in Qin Xi's mirror, identical to Qin Xi's own, the curve of his smile was indeed extremely cold.
In an icy voice, he said to Qin Xi, "Of course. What I want is Beibei's body. If I can obtain someone else's body, I will become a powerful existence and never have to be trapped in this damned mirror again."
When he said this, he seemed extremely furious about the state he was in now. Everything was Qin Xi's fault, and he hated Qin Xi especially deeply.
And Qin Xi also knew that the other party's hatred toward him was extremely severe.
Qin Xi looked at the Masked Man and said to him, "Don't even think about it. I will definitely make you wish you were dead."
Hearing Qin Xi's words, the Masked Man felt that Qin Xi was shamelessly boasting, and he once again launched his attack in Qin Xi's direction.
He said, "Destruction."
As he spoke, the sky instantly began to darken. The surrounding air seemed to turn gray