C7116 Trash

Seeing the blood, Lang Tianjiao's eyes were fixed on the Azure Soul Tear, but he found no reaction from it.

"Trash!" Lang Tianjiao's anger surged, and one whip after another struck the Martial Cultivator's body.

The Martial Cultivator kept screaming in pain. He wanted to beg for forgiveness, but it was too painful, so he couldn't even speak.

More blood flowed onto the Green Soul Tear