Su Chen actually felt his own blood roaring, losing control, hoarsely screaming, boiling.
Like a devil, madly roaring in his mind: Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!
He could barely control himself, wishing he could kill himself, kill everyone on earth.
Unconsciously, Su Chen became somewhat delusional.
In a flash.
Suddenly.
Just as Su Chen was completely lost in the word "kill," unexpectedly, a refreshing coolness arose in his body.
A refreshing coolness activated by his own body.
A reminder from the bloodline of the Ancient Soul Ancestral Vein.
In an instant.
Within an extremely brief fraction of a breath—ten thousandths of a second.
Su Chen awakened.
But now, how could he still have time to face Hong Yan's sword?!!!
Too late.
At this moment, he didn't even have a target.
"Illusion Crystal!" Su Chen roared.
Suddenly looked up.
As soon as the voice fell.
A layer of silver-white wrapping, like semi-transparent armor, instantly shielded Su Chen.
