Lu Lin was taken aback.
Unexpectedly, the cricket in this grass was actually a king of the Soul Controlling Clan.
Even more unexpectedly, this so-called king was actually an adolescent young man.
To even pronounce a capital crime on Lu Lin made Lu Lin want to laugh.
This guy still seems unclear about the current situation.
"Silence."
Lu Lin pointed a finger at the so-called Soul Control King, and the opponent immediately fell silent.
He continued to open his mouth as if saying something, but no sound came out.
"Knife, come!"
Lu Lin pointed skyward, and in the sky, an eight-hundred-meter-long One-Eyed Demon Knife appeared out of thin air.
Like a collapsing heavenly pillar, it slashed heavily towards the Soul Control King.
The expression on his face revealed a hint of solemnity and... panic.
The power of this strike was something even he dared not underestimate.
Dodge.
