Two arms tightly grasped the Flame Tip Spear, wrapped in thunderous rapidity, deeply penetrating the Heart Demon's body.
The remaining four sinewy muscular arms followed suit, punching in.
The punch edge was like a drill, spinning as it killed its way inside.
He could clearly feel the resistance as the spear tip pierced through the layers of demonic barriers.
It was like poking through layer upon layer of cowhide paper.
"Open for me!"
Meng Chuan shouted fiercely.
The blade opened the path, the four arms interlaced, pulling out intense power!
Rip—!
Tearing the Heart Demon alive, splitting it in two!
Viscous black mist, like stirred ink, rolled in the air.
In an instant, the Heart Demon exploded, blowing up vast remnants of black mist and unknown substances.
In the filth, a pale blue tuft rose, exposed in mid-recognition sea.
The Tao Heart is saved!
Meng Chuan beckoned with one hand, holding it in his palm.
He took a closer look, finding it terribly shriveled.
