"Die!"
Shen Xiu roared angrily, his figure materializing directly behind the disciple of Qingmu Peak. Thrusting forward with the Golden Flame Spear in his hand, he drove it viciously into the disciple's back.
Riiip!
The Golden Flame Spear pierced straight through the Qingmu Peak disciple's back as blood spattered everywhere, staining half the sky crimson.
"Ah!"
The Qingmu Peak disciple let out a grief-stricken, indignant roar, but it was completely unable to stop Shen Xiu's movements, and in the end, he was pinned directly by Shen Xiu.
As Weng Rui walked away, bursts of eerie laughter echoed from the Rebirth Hall of Lutai Mountain. The sound wasn't loud, but it made people's skin crawl and itch uncomfortably. Hun Mieshan, who had been confined to his bed, was already sitting up, his face glowing with health and his breathing smooth, looking as happy as a child, showing not the slightest trace of illness.
Noticing that Hu Ya had not followed inside, Tang Guo looked back at the empty space behind her and couldn't help letting out another cold snort. He actually refused to come in.
Chapter 864