Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty: Fierce and Formidable

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A slap came like lightning, Tang Wulin didn't even have time to dodge. He was sent flying sideways with his left cheek puffed up high. It felt like he'd been hit by a speeding soul guide train.

Tang Wulin only felt his entire head was numb, his mind buzzing. 。But he didn't regret it at all. 。 。And once the master is lured in, both their and Gu Yue's usefulness will be gone, and they are likely to die even faster. 。Every time Tang Wulin faced a desperate situation, his thoughts would become exceptionally clear. This time was no exception. 。He fell heavily to the ground, his brain completely dazed and confused. Everything around him became blurry. He tried to struggle to get up, but every part of his body seemed unresponsive. After several attempts, he collapsed again, defeated. 。The face mask moved, the evil spirit master's gray eyes suddenly turned blood red. In a flash, he appeared beside Tang Wulin. 。He crouched down, extending a finger to dab at the blood from Tang Wulin's corner of his mouth. He lifted the lower part of his mask, revealing a delicately sculpted chin. His lips were an unnaturally vibrant red, a vibrancy that bordered on eerie. He placed his finger in his mouth and sucked hard, drawing the drop of Tang Wulin's blood into himself. 。The next instant, her body jolted violently. Her pupils constricted abruptly, shrinking to the size of a pinprick. She stood up, staggering back a few steps, and looked at Tang Wulin with eyes that were completely different. 。"How is that possible A mere Soul Venerable, how could they possibly possess such pure blood, so rich and potent" 。That's great, that's wonderful! 。Still pure masculine, yang blood making him as imposing as a mountain. 。The spear in his hand was imbued with the technique of Water Spirit, and waves of colossal water surged forward relentlessly towards the black-grade mecha. 。But...