This monk, though dressed in the Buddhist way, was full of dark energy.
Wu Song knew the gap in cultivation level between them was too large. He gripped the arrowhead in his hand and secretly communicated with An Daoquan, "Doctor An, you go first, I'll hold him off for a while. Once you're in the city, do whatever you can to save my brother's life."
Unexpectedly, these words were intercepted by Arid Mountain Itinerant Monk. Before An Daoquan could move, the monk let out a cold laugh, "Don't dream, no one will leave here tonight."
When they were five hundred steps apart, Arid Mountain Itinerant Monk had already taken off the skull chain from his neck.
He stroked it, muttering mysteriously, "You are hungry too, go have some appetizers first!"
The string of skulls emitted a chilling laugh and flashed a ring of blood light in the air, covering above Wu Song and An Daoquan's heads.
