The Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis, the White Bone Warhorse, and the core of the blood moon passed through the canopy of the "Death" character without hindrance.
A dull, indifferent voice emanated from the chest of the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis. "The power is much greater than last time, enough to threaten me. What a pity you've already used this move."
Last time, the Execution Pen had completely melted the blood moon he had condensed. Having suffered once, how could he be completely defenseless? These skeletons were the preparations he had made to guard against this exact move while relentlessly pursuing Jiang Fan.
As he spoke, his torso fully reformed, and his neck was rapidly reshaping as well. The complete reconstruction of his body was merely a split second away.
Jiang Fan's expression was solemn, but his hands did not stop. The Tai Chu Prison Sky Gourd fell into his palm and was instantly activated.
