After Murong Wukong's head was bitten off, all the human faces on his body cried out in anguish.
Among them, one face wailed the loudest.
In the next moment, this face suddenly moved towards his neck.
The blood and flesh at the neck squirmed, as a new head was about to grow out.
Su Que, with a thought, controlled the spiritual lion formed by his Divine Thought to claw at Murong Wukong's body with its front paws.
The sharp claws pierced deeply into Murong Wukong's flesh.
Then, the lion's two front paws fiercely exerted strength, tearing to both sides!
Murong Wukong's body was immediately torn in half.
Blood splattered into the air.
The faces on Murong Wukong's body wailed even louder.
It almost turned into a sound wave attack, rippling towards Su Que.
But Su Que's spirit was immensely strong.
With just a single thought, his spirit formed a barrier in front of him.
Blocking Murong Wukong's sound wave attack.
