A ball of golden Yang Essence quickly wrapped around the whisk, and pinned it to the back of his belt. Without looking at the priest's remains, Lu Sheng jumped up and disappeared into the distance after turning into a black light.
He didn't care about the identity or level of this Taoist priest. As long as they didn't reach Divine Lord, his new Eight-Headed Golden Lava could take care of them.
As for the expression the priest had had at the last moment, Lu Sheng didn't care, either. In these past two months, he had killed over ten thousand devils and humans. A human wasn't worth him paying attention to.
Even if he had a Jade Star level Divine Weapon.
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Shoumin County, Penghao Town.
"What's wrong? Little De." Qiong Shang felt his companion suddenly stop, so he did so as well. He looked toward him in confusion.
Huo Chengde's expression showed a flash of pain.