No... it was not only his head.
The old monster's entire body was riddled with holes, and even his essence soul had no chance to escape.
In just a single exchange, a being at the late Lihe Realm had somehow fallen just like that.
The White Jade Bone Demon was horrified, yet his own end was even more miserable. His right hand met that sharp claw, and the sound of bones shattering rang in his ears.
Not only had his right hand been crippled, but the Sinful Dragon's attack clearly contained some kind of Laws of Heaven and Earth, which passed through his right hand and spread into his entire body.
A bang rang out, and this old fellow likewise had not even managed to let his essence soul escape before he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
As for why a skeleton would have blood flowing out, that was truly something only the heavens knew.
Wang Tinglou stood in the distance, his face filled with horror.
Even though he had already lived for nearly two thousand years.
Even though, by his own reckoning, his strength was far beyond what those two Yinhun ghostly beings could compare to.
Even so, Tinglou knew very well that he could not have blocked the might of that claw either.
He drew in a breath.
A precious sword appeared in his palm.
Yet unlike an ordinary Dharma Treasure, that sword actually seemed to possess spirituality, and a terrifying pressure surged out from it.
The blade was like a clear pool of autumn water, yet on its surface swam a five-clawed golden dragon about a foot long.
Tinglou gripped the sword in his hand.
As steady and towering as a deep pool and a mountain peak, a dreadful aura that made others fear suddenly