"Pfft!"
The crisp sound of his body being torn apart rang in Lu Ya's ears.
Pain instantly swept through his entire body.
He lowered his head in disbelief, blood gushing from his mouth and spraying thirty thousand miles. A blood-red flying knife was embedded in his chest, its violent laws devouring his life force.
"Immortal Slaying Flying Knife? How is that possible?"
Lu Ya raised trembling hands, trying to pull the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife out.
But at that very moment—
An overwhelming aura erupted from the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife. Its savage attack quickly churned his chest into a mass of flesh and blood. Then the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure tore through the air and landed in Di Xin's hand.
Clang, clang, clang!
The metallic vibrations rang out like music. The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife hovered above Di Xin's palm, tracing beautiful arcs as his fingers moved. It was an almost breathtaking sight!
"Young Lord!"
Seeing this, Old Ancestor Kunpeng slapped Bai Ze away with one hand, then rushed toward Lu Ya.
If the Young Lord of the Demon Race died here, Old Ancestor Kunpeng would have to follow him to the grave. He couldn't withstand Eastern Emperor Taiyi's wrath.
"Buddha Kingdom in Palm!"
"Future Buddha, reverse time—the years stand still!"
Golden Buddha Light shimmered around Bai Ze. He thrust out his right hand, and the Buddha Light in his palm seized Lu Ya with lightning speed, in the blink of an eye.
With that attack, he had used a trace of temporal power. No matter how fast Old Ancestor Kunpeng was, he couldn't outrun Bai Ze and reach Lu Ya first.
Above the clouds,
Dong Wanggong was enjoying a massage from Xuan Ming and Medusa!
Whether it was proper or not was anyone's guess. In any case, his