In the next moment, his body was suddenly torn apart piece by piece, turning into throbbing flesh and blood.
At the same time, his father's power also soared in an instant. A rolling black shadow was pulled out of the stadium and surged toward the black Army in sections. With a single attack, the black Army in front was completely destroyed, turning into a spiritual turbulence. This black shadow even surged toward number two, who was wearing a suit, at the end of the hell Army.
"Huala ..."
That number two was also smashed into dust.
His father's maniacal laughter rang out in the air. His father, who had been suppressed by the hell Legion and was unable to gain mental power by corrupting others because of Lu Xin's ban, finally had his revenge.
As his father laughed, Lu Xin jerked his head back and looked at clone No. 2, who was on the roof of a building in the distance.
The black particles in his eyes trembled as he looked at the glass cup in clone No. 2's hand.
