The originally pale face became even more pained, losing all its color. The gaping mouth let out a piercing scream, and the body fell heavily.
Ye Qingfeng also put away the Ten Thousand Feet Thunder Pond. With his current Half-step War God's strength, wielding the divine skill of the Ten Thousand Feet Thunder Pond was still a great burden.
"Still not dead?"
Ye Qingfeng was slightly amazed. Creatures like the Blood Clan, though their bloodline isn't particularly noble, have an extremely strong life force, like undying cockroaches.
Unfortunately, this Blood Demon encountered Ye Qingfeng. Under true divine skills, even a Blood Demon couldn't withstand.
Kill!
Ye Qingfeng held his sword, directly charging at the Blood Demon. As long as he killed him, the Devouring Sky Pearl could be repaired a bit more.
The benefits were self-evident, after all, the Devouring Sky Pearl was Ye Qingfeng's most crucial trump card, his final ace.
