Chen Mo smiled as he looked at Song Jun, but there wasn't much amusement in his dark eyes: "Have you had enough fun? Now, it's my turn..."
Without the assistance of the Soul-Stabilizing Bead and that demon beast, Song Jun was just an ant to be crushed at will in his eyes.
The most crucial point was.
Chen Mo also noticed that the mysterious and powerful aura on Song Jun had disappeared.
"Is it time?"
Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.
Song Jun was in panic, his face pale, muttering to himself: "Elder Qiao, you can't just abandon me like this. You promised me, I was the one who brought you out of that ghostly place.
You can't do this to me..."
The last sentence was almost a scream from Song Jun.
Yet, no one responded.
"Who's this Elder Qiao?"
Chen Mo didn't know what trick Song Jun was playing, and he commanded the Blood Demon, whose large hand came crashing down on Song Jun.
To prevent any tricks from Song Jun, Chen Mo did not let the Blood Demon hold back.
With one strike.
