Killing the Red Dust War Ghost Pass, Breaking the Sacred Mountain with a Divine Fist (2)

Thump!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiaoshou's heart constricted. The familiar feeling came again.

It was as if more than half of his strength had been stolen.

The back of the bald virtual image in front of him suddenly solidified and looked like a real person.

He braced himself and jumped out of the hole in the ceiling of the Yougui Pavilion without a word and disappeared without a trace.

Human Realm Dao?

It must be the special ancient martial arts technique that could plunder the physical strength of others and rewrite one's own form of existence!

But what was The Divine up to?

"He..."

The second true body clutched his heart that had accelerated after it suddenly stopped beating, and looked at Aunt Xiang in shock.

He had a lot of questions, but it was obviously impossible to get the answers now.

Aunt Xiang did not turn around. She stared at the hole at the top and had a worried look in her eyes.