Massive Battle!

"Young master, there's no need for you to do it personally! I'll help you capture Desolate Martial!"

A Conjoint Body Mighty Figure of the Blood Vine race stood out.

Teng Lingzi waved it off and smiled. "No, I'm going to put this man into my Blood Gourd personally!"

"Desolate Martial, in this world, there aren't many people in the same cultivation realm as me who are worthy of me attacking,"

Teng Lingzi held the Blood Gourd and walked towards Su Zimo with a sinister smile. "It's your honor to die in my hands!"

"Cut the crap and die!"

Su Zimo sneered and charged towards Teng Lingzi in huge strides!

"Why? You want to fight me in melee combat?"

Teng Lingzi smiled gently.

As the young master of the Blood Vine race, this monster incarnate of a generation saw through Su Zimo's plans instantly.