The physical body seemed like a splendid porcelain, shattered to pieces by the wolf fang club.
Every inch of muscle and bone exploded, splattering large amounts of crimson, a blood mist lingered, faintly exuding a fragrance.
"Seems like you haven't skimped on drugs, absorbing and exhaling magical essence, nourishing your physique well."
Ninghai Zen curled his lips, the wolf fang club howled like thunder, heavily striking toward the void.
Crack!
The divine soul thoughts attempting to escape were immediately shattered!
"What a rogue! Defying the Dragon Court, assassinating the Daoist Official, you'll never have a peaceful day from now on!
Even if we dig three feet into the ground, Lord Zhou Jue will root you out..."
Feng Chouzi's divine soul scattered, comparable to a mass of cotton, hard to grasp, deftly avoiding the weighty wolf fang club.
Immediately after, he regrouped into form, his right hand performed a spell, thoughts flickered.
