Under the Ruin.
The mixed brightness dimmed like an abyss, a strong but slightly immature blood energy, like a spear piercing the air, penetrated the demon body of a black-furred monster.
The murky demonic energy suddenly dissipated, and the originally arrogant [Black-Furred Monster] collapsed with a loud crash.
Xiang Tiange gasped for breath, his body trembling, gradually unable to hold on.
Perhaps the black-furred monster would never believe that such a small imp could unleash such a terrifying power, causing it to pay the price with its life due to a slight carelessness.
Just now, that move had almost exhausted all of Xiang Tiange's strength, and the price of the trump card he used was unlimited overdraft.
"Tiange, are you okay?"
At this moment, a girl in a white dress walked up and supported the nearly paralyzed Xiang Tiange.
