"What is this?"
The bloody corpse looked ferocious, but it wasn't stupid. Its neck was bound by its own chain, but it couldn't break free.
This was a situation that he had never thought of.
What kind of divine power was this move?
"Ah!"
The blood corpse howled in anger. His blood Qi was boiling as he tried to condense it into a physical form. However, Lin fan did not give him the chance to do so. With a loud roar, he fell to the ground.
BOOM!
He smashed into the ground and the ground cracked. Lin fan pressed down on the back of the corpse and wrapped his legs around its waist. Then, he grabbed the chains and wanted to strangle it.
The bloody corpse wanted to roar, but it could only make a whimpering sound. Its hands clenched randomly. It was not that it was out of breath, but it was really in pain. Its neck was about to break.
"You still want to struggle? dream on."
