However, the old monk still felt that it wasn't enough, so he simply swallowed an explosive Yuan pill.
In an instant, the old monk's clothes burst and the veins on his head popped out. His body expanded several times and he looked like a small giant.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
Every step the old monk took made a loud noise, and then deep footprints appeared on the snow.
Standing on the opposite side, tu li didn't admit defeat either. He streaked his palm across the sharp side of the scimitar, and the sound of flesh being torn could be heard from far away.
Suddenly, a strong smell of blood came over, and the White snow was stained with Scarlet spots, like winter plum blossoms blooming on the snow.
Using blood to nourish the saber.
The blood on the scimitar was completely devoured. Then, a gust of wind blew and the scimitar flew into the sky, turning into a strange beast with multiple heads. It roared and flew towards the old monk.
