Half of the head had been shattered by Jiang Xinyuan, with the rest of the limbs battered and bloodied, the chest collapsed entirely.
Looking at these injuries, surviving would be considered a miracle.
Yet strangely, Yuan Rong not only felt no pain but also let out an eerie smile.
The eighth time!
After igniting blood and soul again, Yuan Rong's injuries once more recovered as if untouched, and if it weren't for the blood-stained robe, no trace of harm could be seen.
His Dharma Aspect skyrocketed instantly to three hundred and fifty zhang!
The continuous influx of Spiritual Power almost burst him apart, unable to resist the body's agitation, he charged again like a frenzied beast.
This scene, not only made Jiu You break into a cold sweat but also filled Jiang Xinyuan with trepidation.
"Monster!"
Yes, at this moment, Yuan Rong in their eyes had already fallen into the category of monsters.
Unaware of pain, unaware of fatigue, only slaughter remained.
