"Crack!"
The mountain of corpses and sea of blood shattered inch by inch. The figure of Nangong Lu fell from the void, his face filled with disbelief!
"No... this isn't possible! What have you done?!"
Zhou Qing said indifferently, "Here's a piece of advice for you—"
He took a step forward, golden ripples spreading from beneath his feet, shattering the realm of death like glass wherever they passed!
"When facing a mortal enemy, speak less nonsense."
"No one wants to hear about your past, nor do they care about your insights."
"Break!"
As the last word fell, the entire realm exploded with a roar! Nangong Lu spit out blood, his aura instantly withering!
"Die!"
Zhou Qing's figure moved like lightning, and Tetanus shot forth fiercely.
"Are you all dead men? Help!" Nangong Lu roared angrily while retreating, flinging out three terrifying streams of light from his sleeve.
Three pitch-black bone nails tore through the void, shooting straight at Zhou Qing's forehead!
