"Roar!"
With a loud roar, he grabbed the foot of the Jiuyou King and forcefully tossed it towards the sky!
Whoosh~ The residual soul of the Jiuyou King was thrown into the sky like a ball by the Holy War.
As the Jiuyou King descended, the Holy War abruptly turned around, pointed casually, a wisp of light coiled around his fingertips, flashed in an instant, and then, the residual soul of the Jiuyou King let out a loud wail. Boom! With a sound, the residual soul of the Jiuyou King was completely blasted to smithereens~
The Holy War turned back again, those hollow and profound pupils made the handsome guy shiver!
"Damn! Kid, what's wrong with him? Something seems off!"
The handsome guy knew the Holy War was Lin Zifeng's father, but he noticed something not quite right with the man's eyes. They were not normal at all.
