Then, Lu Ming entered the Supreme shrine and began to refine his blood essence to heal his injuries.
At this moment, on a mountain peak a hundred miles away from Lu Ming, a black-robed man wearing a Golden Wolf mask stood with his hands behind his back. His body was filled with cold killing intent.
He was the Golden Wolf killer of the shadow Wolf Pavilion.
Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz!
Suddenly, two figures, as fast as lightning, sprinted towards the mountain peak.
When he arrived in front of the man with the Golden Wolf mask, he knelt down.
"What's going on? Where are the others?" The man with the Golden Wolf mask said coldly.
"Sir, the rest of them are dead. They were killed by Lu Ming. The information we received is wrong. Lu Ming is not half crippled!"
One of the Silver Wolf assassins said.
"Not crippled? Then, can he still use beast souls?"
The Golden Wolf killer asked.
