"He's already that old. How can he be so perverted?"
The moment he finished speaking.
A sudden change erupted!
Boom!
A thunderclap that shook heaven and earth rang out. Black lightning tore through the void and swallowed the horizon.
Lu Tianxiong, trapped in crisis, immediately felt a chill in his mind. It was as if a trickling stream had been injected into parched soil. The extreme dizziness and pain suddenly eased greatly.
Then, within his field of vision.
One surging bolt of lightning after another suddenly burst out around him. The entire world seemed to have suffered a massive earthquake and began rocking wildly, while countless cracks appeared in the void.
Boom!
The second thunderclap exploded!
The countless cracks instantly began twisting and swaying, like a wrinkled blanket fluttering in the wind.
Boom!
When the third peal of thunder resounded through the skies.
Suddenly!
Lu Tianxiong's vision blurred.
When his sight recovered, he discovered that he had somehow returned to the cellar.
The stench of decay and blood assaulted his nose.
Corpses covered the ground.
There were the more than twenty members of Fan Jin's family, as well as the subordinates who had followed him down but whom he had killed.
Aside from that.
There were two more people in the cellar.
An old man and a young man.
The old man wore tattered, filthy clothes. He was old and grimy, as if he had been dug out of grave soil, and emitted a stench that was difficult to endure.
It was the old man who had fought him earlier.
However, unlike his previous smiling appearance, his wrinkled, bloodless face now held not the slightest trace of a smile. There was only a pair of hollow eyes.
As for the person standing beside Lu Tianxiong, it was naturally Jiang Qiao,