In his chest, a black-red demon blade was fully embedded, gurgling as it sucked the last trace of twisted energy.
The strong and frenzied aura was emanating from the Demon Blade Thirsty Blood!
The protruding eyes suddenly moved, and Yiqi looked toward a house not far away that was still intact, a deep sense of longing in his eyes.
"Home... Nisha Creek..."
The voice gradually faded away, and Yiqi's corpse suddenly split open in the middle, a blinding beam of blood-red light shot up into the sky!
'King's Demon Blade, reign supreme! From now on, no one can restrain this Demon Blade!'
A wildly arrogant thought was transmitted into everyone's mind present; Fengshan and the others, who regained consciousness after Yiqi's death, all looked over without understanding what was happening.
"What~ What just happened to me?!"
Yan Guang quickly lowered her left arm; she had unknowingly opened all the missile bays, aiming at Lin Fengjiao, almost ready to fire two rounds at her teammate.
