In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled.
"What's going on? What happened?"
At that moment, both Luo Zixu, who had stumbled in by mistake, and the worldly Su Beichen were shaken to their cores!
The eerie region in the distance was pitch-black.
Yet an inexplicable tremor drew closer from afar, as though some monster would burst out of that vast darkness in the blink of an eye.
A sudden premonition struck Meng Jun, and he sensed an ominous presence.
His expression turned vicious.
Without even looking at the pitch-black region behind him, regardless of whether this was another bluff by Lin Shuguang, he seized the Nether Iron Chain and charged.
His momentum was ferocious, his bearing savage!
He had already made up his mind-
This brat could not be allowed to live!
Lin Shuguang stood with his blade planted for support, his expression grim.
He too stamped fiercely against the ground and leaped up.
The Slaughter Blade in his hand swung down.
The howling wails sounded like countless blasts of air exploding, like the whole world collapsing.
Even Meng Jun's heart jolted.
He found this fellow who had suddenly appeared from the Baojian Sect increasingly inscrutable.
His cultivation was clearly only at the lower levels of the Core Realm, yet he had held out against him for so long.
Stranger still-
All of a sudden, this brat's strength had actually grown to rival his...
He recognized the Central Continent Prefecture's [Blood Spirit Soul Sacrificing Banner].
Although he had not expected Su Beichen to be willing to lend such treasures to that Baojian Sect disciple, the [Blood Spirit Soul Sacrificing Banners] in this fellow's hands were not a complete set.
Only a complete set would have given him some cause for concern.
But now!
A low-level Core Realm