Even if there is the Spirit-Devouring Bloodline and has been promoted to Level 6, he is not sure.

But now there is no way out.

If you retreat, the Duanmu family will not let him go. Only by fighting can you fight a bright road.

"It seems that you don't want to do it anymore? I'm stubborn, so let me deal with you, a traitorous little beast."

The silver-robed elder shouted loudly and another palm roared towards Lu Ming.

The power of this palm is stronger and more terrifying than the previous palm.

Obviously, he did not do his best in the previous palm.

"Then come on, let me see how powerful the martial arts master is?"

The madness in Lu Ming's eyes was even stronger, and there was a strong persistence in the madness.

"Beast soul, melt!"

Ao!

A silver giant wolf appeared and roared to the sky, like the king of all demons, and a terrifying aura filled with it.

"Demon King, the soul of the Demon King!"

The silver-robed elder of the Duanmu family roared wildly.
Chapter completed!