章 167: The Bottom of Haunted-Mist Mountain

The Half-Saint's Light on Lu Han's head glittered as if it were grains of a golden-light rain, which continually fell down and blended with her body.

Eventually, a faint golden light was shining on Lu Han's skin. Her pupils had also turned golden as if a blazing fire was burning in her eyes.

Moreover, every Blood Meridian and the Meridian in her body had turned golden, in which each of the inscriptions could clearly be seen.

Her breath was getting more powerful!

Zhang Ruochen held his breath and moved his body carefully, trying to seize the opportunity and escape from Haunted-mist Mountain.

Suddenly, Lu Han turned around and stared at Zhang Ruochen with her golden eyes. Her lips slight lifted, exposing two sharp teeth. She let out a creepy giggle and said, "Blood... fresh blood!"

Then, Lu Han's legs thrust out like a cold wind and dashed toward Zhang Ruochen.

"Phew!"