Even in broad daylight, the beam of light that shot out from Ning Mountain was as dazzling as the stars, extremely eye-catching, and its speed was incredibly fast.
Spurt!
The moment the roar sounded, a finger on the blood-colored ghost claw of Du Xueshou suddenly swelled, and with a hook, it slashed at the neck of a Longevity Sect Guardian Elder.
What was even more eerie was that in the face of this blood-colored finger, the Protective Spirit Force of the Longevity Sect Guardian Elder, at the Peak of the Fifth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm, was as fragile as paper, instantly torn apart. The head and fresh blood within the neck soared into the sky.
"Damn Yang Zhengxi has arrived!"
Almost the instant the head flew into the air, Du Xueshou let out a shriek, paid no heed to the other remaining Guardian Elder, who had lost one leg and one arm and was bloody and fuzzy all over, and dove into the distant crowd like a swallow returning to its nest, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
