Puff!
Murdered the four primordial spirit powers of the Eight-Headed, Jiang Chen's face turned paler, he opened his mouth and spewed a mouthful of blood, his body swayed and fell downward.
Swoosh!
Sang Zhenye's expression changed, his figure flickered and arrived below Jiang Chen, reaching out to catch him.
"Enough!"
Jiang Chen weakly said.
Buzz!
Sang Zhenye and several others retracted the released power, surrounding Jiang Chen.
"Those Mansion Guard Army..."
Sang Zhenye seemed to remember something, glanced at the corpses of the Mansion Guard Army below.
"I just inspected, even within Lin Fan and the others, there isn't anything, I suppose none of the Mansion Guard Army have it inside, that Eight-Headed... oh, the Nether Kui Snake could not have wasted primordial spirit power on those Mansion Guard Army!"
