C1253 The Power of the Spirit-engulfing Ants

The bleeding head was held in Wu Tu's hand. This ruthless slash had stunned everyone.

Holding the Lifeless Saber that was still dripping blood and Wu Tu's ferocious smile, he was a peerless ferocious man.

"Let me go!" The Martial Soul was still intact. The Dao Monarch's face was filled with fear, and he let out a miserable shriek