So.
"Instant Prison."
He lifted his index finger and pointed carelessly.
To the right, Qingyang Taoist let out a pained cry, reverting to his true human form, his shoulder inexplicably bearing a sword-shaped gash.
If she hadn't dodged quickly, that last attack would have completely blown her head off.
Looking at the ghastly and horrifyingly bloodied monster, despite not seeing it for the first time, the reality of facing it still made her scalp numb and brought on waves of intense shivers throughout her body.
"Void Step."
Before her voice had fallen, the gold-faced person screamed miserably as her waist was suddenly blasted open by Qingkong Huo, who appeared beside her in mid-air with a single point of his finger.
Her flying upper body was seized by Huo Qingkong from afar; she didn't even have time to grunt before turning into a mist of blood, exploding and dissolving away.
