Even if he had the soul-devouring bloodline and had advanced to the sixth level of soul-devouring bloodline, he was not sure.

But, there is no retreat now.

Even if he retreats, the Duanmu family will not let him go. Only a battle can lead to a smooth road.

"It seems that you are unwilling. If you are stubborn, then let me deal with you, a rebellious little beast."

The silver-robed elder shouted loudly and struck Lu Ming with another palm.

The power of this palm is stronger and more terrifying than the previous one.

Obviously, he didn't try his best with the previous palm.

"Then come on, let me see how strong a martial arts master is?"

The look of madness in Lu Ming's eyes became even stronger, and there was a strong persistence in the madness.

"Beast soul, melt!"

Ouch!

A giant silver wolf appeared, looking up to the sky and roaring, like the king of demons, and a terrifying aura filled the air.

"Demon King, Demon King's Soul!"

The silver-robed elder of the Duanmu family yelled crazily.
Chapter completed!