Although Mu Yan’s eyes were still a little red and swollen, he was already fine. He stared at Yun Chujiu viciously. Damn girl, it looks like I have to use my trump card. Today, you will definitely die!
Mu Yan bit his index finger and started to form a seal. “With my blood, I will sacrifice the netherworld. Power of the Netherworld, come!”
Yun chujiu saw that Mu Yan bit his index finger and instantly knew that something bad was about to happen. Therefore, she immediately shot out several small purple needles. Unfortunately, Mu Yan was already prepared and activated the defensive spirit tool on his body, hence, yun chujiu could only watch helplessly as Mu Yan completed his secret technique.