บท 1215: Arrived at Taiyin Ancient City

The blood-red spear was as thick as a bowl. And then, traces of erosive power spread, robbing him of his life essence.

"Death…Knight…"

After a breath, the veins and apertures on Nie Lin's body turned black, and his skin quickly bulged like a balloon.

He was too injured to run away.

Nie Lin wanted to make his lower abdomen explode to meet his death together with the Death Knight.

The Death Knight looked very indifferent. He twisted his arm, piercing through the lower abdomen of Nie Lin with his blood-red spear, and then, he swung the spear, sticking it to the ground with Nie Lin's body.

One of the ten palace rulers of Blood God Sect, a saint at Xuanhuang Realm, was killed.

The Death Knight stood on the back of the dragon, wearing Ten Saints Blood Armor. There were horrifying forces coming out of his body. Killing a saint at Xuanhuang Realm was like killing a pet for him.