Nangong Family!
"No wonder Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister didn't want me to come. They'd rather die than drag me down..."
Watching this scene, Zhou Qing's eyes flashed with cold light.
Is it really never-ending?
At this moment, the Taoist of the Nangong Family stood with his hands behind his back, his dark golden robe spotless, a cold smile hanging at his lips, enjoying the struggle of trapped beasts.
"Do you know why I haven't killed you all yet?" Nangong Lu spoke lightly.
Ghost Mastiff didn't answer, just gripped the Black Scale Spear tightly, the spear tip trembling slightly, emitting a low hum.
He had reached his limit!
The Blood Battle Path Intent Realm is a path of slaughter that becomes fiercer in battle, but once spiritual power is exhausted, it will backfire.
And now, his meridians were beginning to rupture, blood seeping between his fingers, dripping on the ground, turning into scarlet mist, constantly merging into the precarious realm sky.
