The Death of the Clone
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Even Wang Lin himself was startled when he successfully cut down one. If he hadn't been forced into a corner, he wouldn't have taken the risk. After all, in his memory, Ji Qiong was an ancient vicious beast that dared to fight an ancient god!
His original intention was to injure Ji Qiong with that sword strike and give the second wave of flying swords from all directions a chance to attack. However, he did not expect that he would actually chop off the head with that sword strike.
He didn't have time to think about it, so he could only grab the strange middle-aged man's head and flash 10,000 meters away. However, at that moment, the ferocious head exploded with a bang and turned into flames. Inside the flames, there was a green fragment!
This fragment was like a broken piece of porcelain, but it possessed the power of the world.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed, but he didn't stop. He grabbed the fragment and charged forward.