Boom--
As the palm imprint descended, the myriad rivers evil Lord immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
However, as the blood flowed ...
The destroyed black patterns actually showed signs of repairing at this moment.
Under the surge of countless demonic Qi.
The original open wound.
Now, it was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I admit that you're not weak, but you're still far from being able to kill me!" The myriad rivers evil Lord slowly stood up from the deep pit, a maniacal smile on his malevolent face.
"We, the evil demon race, have immortal bodies!"
"Don't die?"
Qin shujian laughed coldly. In the next moment, he had already disappeared from his original spot. A huge fist was sent flying toward the myriad rivers evil Lord's face.
Terrifying power.
A flower of blood immediately bloomed, sending the myriad rivers evil Lord flying.
Immediately.
A storm-like attack was launched once again.
