"Stubborn fool."
Zhen Zen furrowed his brows, the overwhelming Longevity Divine Power surging around him, with golden light blocking the thick Blood Spear firmly.
But he could block the Blood Spear, yet he couldn't resist the gaze of the Blood Erosion Tyrant, like a rampaging beast. The reflection of Zhen Zen in the tyrant's blood-red eyes unleashed even more terrifying strength, not minding the increasingly horrific penetrating wounds emerging from his body.
"Madman!"
Zhen Zen gritted his teeth, his usually good temperament now also made him lock his brows in a frown.
An increasingly terrifying force pressed down from the Blood Spear, the spear tip continually descending, as if in the next moment it would pierce through his body. What's even more terrifying, with the Blood Erosion Tyrant's injury and recovery, the Blood Spear seemed to be growing finer, and its tip becoming sharper.
It's exactly like... lifting the seal!
