Facing Zhou Qing's terrifying assault, the old man raised his trembling hand, trying to unleash his final life‑saving Secret Technique.
However, Zhou Qing simply didn't give him the chance.
"Explode!"
With a cold shout, the Thunder Spear lodged in the old man's body suddenly detonated.
The violent Power of Thunder instantly swept across a radius of a hundred zhang, shredding the old man's fleshly body into pieces!
Amid the blood rain filling the sky, a dim Seven-Colored Primordial Spirit fled out in panic.
That Primordial Spirit was already incomplete, yet it still let out a venomous roar: "Brat! This old man will make you pay in blood!"
Shen Hanyi stared in shock at the scene before her, but there was no time to think too much.
This kind of golden opportunity absolutely couldn't be missed.
"Zhao Muye, don't give him a chance to tear open space and escape!" she snapped coldly, both hands suddenly forming a profound Dharma Seal before her chest.
