C840 Taste

When Meng Tianzheng's blood colored immortal arrow reached the Heavenly Immortal's side, it had already completely turned into a phantom, as though it had completely lost its destructive power. However, the extremely handsome Qing Jiyuan was still frowning.

"Pfft!"

His heart felt as if it had been hammered by someone. His body staggered, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood