Boom! ——
Red soul hair instantly emitted a red light, swelling and bursting open.
Bang——
The sky filled with blurred flesh hurtling through the air.
Chen Dengming felt as if his arms had been struck by a giant hammer; the explosion of the soul hair splashed blood, causing excruciating pain in his bones and a severe drain on his Human Immortal Dao Force, leaving him with only the strength of two fists.
"This is all you can do, die!"
Qianluo Ghost King, his head partially bald from losing a significant length of his red hair and his scalp peeling off, had paid a price himself. His comical and pathetic appearance belied the maniacal, sinister laugh he let out as his ghostly shadow flashed forward, thrusting a chilling ghost claw straight at Chen Dengming's chest.