Killing The Sanguine Skeletal Spirit

As the white glow faded, the Sanguine Skeletal Spirit’s body was covered in a white mist. Suddenly, the wind blew and it revealed part of its head. Lin Huang saw its head had lost the flesh that it had built earlier; what remained was its white skull. However, shrouded by the mist, he could see that there was still a golden twinkle in its eyes. The monster was still alive!

Lin Huang’s pupils shrunk and he made up his mind. He patted the Alexandrian Eagle immediately.

"Go!"

The Alexandrian Eagle flapped its wings and dashed towards the Sanguine Skeletal Spirit. It was as fast as lightning and all anyone could see was a white blur.

"The Ruthless Sword Master’s attack must’ve drained most of the Sanguine Skeletal Spirit’s energy. We can’t let it recover. We must kill it this time!"