The blood-red fire dyes the demon, with the sudden onset of murderous intent, how could it escape?
In the vast night, that flash of fire was like a knife, that streak of blood fluttering, and in an instant, it was the end of fragrance and jade.
The beautiful woman who was lively and charming just moments ago instantly had her head thrown high, her wide-open eyes filled with boundless terror. However, such brilliance lasted but a moment, as that beautiful head suddenly burst into bits before Li Kongxing's shocked gaze.
Buzz...
Zhang Fan extended his large hand, and from the embers of the dissipating True Flame, he forcibly grabbed out a Primordial Spirit.
"Kongxing, save me."
Liu Piaopiao's Primordial Spirit screamed in terror. Her true form was a long snake, now coiled tightly, caught in Zhang Fan's grasp.
"Who exactly are you? Let her go." Li Kongxing growled in a low voice.
"You haven't told me yet, how does he taste?"
