Connate Creator's Bridge

The Desert Vine struggled frantically, but Lu Ming stepped on the tip of the spear. It was as if a celestial mountain was pressing down on it and it did not move.

"I ask, you answer."

Lu Ming looked down and spoke coldly.

"Piece of Sh * t, don't even think about getting a word out of me."

Mo Teng roared angrily. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with killing intent.

Weng!

The powerful force exploded inside Mo Teng's body along with the spear. Mo Teng's internal organs exploded into paste, and his immortal soul was heavily taken care of, shattering into pieces.

"If you dare to kill me, True Devouring Palace will hunt you down for billions of years."

The Desert Vine continued to roar and threaten.

Lu Ming's face darkened. Killing intent burst forth. He spun his body abruptly and his spear spun rapidly like a windmill. The Desert Vine let out a miserable cry as its body exploded into hundreds of pieces. Its immortal soul flew out as well.