Xiao Yu
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After that, his mouth grew bigger. The corner of his mouth split open, and the opening extended all the way down to below his ears.
It was a terrifying sight. Nangong Qi, standing behind him, started to shiver with fear.
Then, the enormous mouth bit on the soul, bit by bit, as if eating an apple.
"Burp!"
Hua Tian burped. "This guy's cosmic luck is pretty good, as expected of an old cultivator who has lived through the years of two Path of Heaven. Now, I have more confidence in dealing with those people from the Holy Region."
"You're indeed the Master. You've killed Situ Haoyue so effortlessly!"
Nangong Qi's face revealed a look of ecstatic joy. He had followed the right person!
This guy was much stronger than the bullsh*t Shui Yuan.
Hua Tian waved his hand casually, and a sky-blue internal qi immediately entered Nangong Qi's body.