However, he didn't expect that after he had just rushed out seven or eight meters, a shadow suddenly stretched out behind him.
"Swish!"
The shadow crashed into the flower of death.
His father was extremely powerful.
At the same time as it struck the flower of death, a powerful force had already seeped into the flower of death.
This flower was formed by the fusion of various painful spiritual bodies, like building blocks of different shapes and colors, barely forming a whole. As his father's power seeped in, the entire flower immediately collapsed, and chaotic spiritual turbulence was released.
"Huala ..."
Lu Xin, who was charging forward with all his might, suddenly felt something amiss. He quickly turned around and raised his hand to block the attack.
A powerful surge of mental energy rushed toward Lu Xin, and he was knocked back three to four meters.
Two deep trenches were plowed out of the muddy ground.
