Mo Lin's strength is so ridiculous with just a single bead?
This is worlds apart from before!
This thing is even more outrageous than the Jingming Exorcism Swordsmanship used by Mo Lin.
Mo Lin's skin turned grayish-white, without a trace of vitality.
A look of imminent exhaustion.
"Fu Qi, this guy is clearly running out of stamina. If we stall for a moment, we can definitely kill him," Hai Liang said slowly to Fu Qi, noticing Mo Lin's abnormal state.
Reminded by Hai Liang, Fu Qi immediately sensed Mo Lin's condition as well.
"Hai Liang, I just thought of a great plan," Fu Qi slowly said to Hai Liang.
"What plan?" Hai Liang asked Fu Qi in confusion.
"But this plan requires you to sacrifice a bit."
"Me sacrifice?" Hai Liang was about to ask what he needed to sacrifice.
"Squish!"
Blood gathered around and formed into spears, piercing Hai Liang's body.
Hai Liang was instantly turned into a porcupine.
This was Fu Qi's plan.
"Mo Lin, don't kill me."
