Moreover, Lin Sen's strength far exceeded his expectations. Such an existence was definitely not an ordinary human.
The power he used could actually contend with the divine power he controlled!
"Kill!" He roared and slashed at Lin Sen.
Lin Sen no longer hesitated. He also used his trump card.
The chief was not to be outdone. He also used his strongest move. A blood-colored vortex enveloped the two of them. Then, their figures disappeared as if they had entered another space.
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"Chief, we're going to fail this time. This Black-gold grade rascal is very powerful." A thin man knelt in front of the old man in a blood-red robe.
"It's fine. He's only at the Black-gold grade. So what if he controls a power that can contend with the power of the gods? He's too weak! As long as we kill him, we can obtain the Heavenly Wolf King's inheritance!"
The old man in the blood-red robe was the Patriarch of the Blood Moon Tribe, Blood Moon.