C16 (2/2)

”Old thing, you're courting death!”

The old god was shocked, even though he was a lot of years old and was extremely agile, he was able to dodge the rock at a critical moment, but this also created an opportunity for Fang Zhoushu to attack!

Bang!

Fang Zishu gave the old god a heavy punch on the waist, and the old god gave a muffled groan. His claws had also left a deep bloody mark on Fang Zishu's face.

”You have been a hawk all your life, and you think you can beat this little sparrow?”

Fang Zishu inwardly cursed as he quickly retreated. However, the cave was extremely small, and the speed at which the blue mist spread out was surprisingly fast, so before long, the blue mist had completely covered the recipe.

Fang Zishu felt the world spinning around him. His chest felt stuffy, and his legs gave out as he fell to the ground.

”Hehehehe, kid, I have been in the martial arts world and have eaten more salt than you have ever eaten. Wouldn't it be easy for me to deal with a brat like you who's still wet behind the ears?”

The old deity stomped his foot on Fang Zishu's chest and laughed sinisterly, ”Fang family kid, hand over the blood clot and I'll consider letting you live. If you don't behave, I'll send you to the pit of ten thousand people to accompany those skeletons, poisonous insects, and snakes and ants!”

”Bah!”

Fang Zishu bit his lip fiercely, the intense pain finally clearing his mind a little. ”Do you think I'm that easy to fool? If I give you the blood clot, will you let me go? ”

”Hahahaha!”

The old god laughed wildly at the sky: ”You are quite smart, but unfortunately, the heavens are jealous of such a talent, you will die here today! This old man will kill you first, then get the blood clot! ”

”If you dare to touch the blood clot, I guarantee you that you will experience a pain worse than that of Ling Chi!”

Just as the old god was about to make his move, a cold voice came from afar, sounding both distant and close, causing one to be unable to fathom its depths.

”Who is it!”

The old god was startled and immediately turned his head to look in the direction the figure had come from in alarm.

”It's my elder brother. If you leave now, you'll still have time. If you're a few minutes late, you might die miserably. Believe me, I didn't lie to you.”

Fang Zishu's expression was calm and indifferent, his pitch-black pupils were like stars.

The old god stared at Fang Zhoushu with an unsettled expression. The legendary treasure of the Fang family, the blood clot formed from the blood of the previous family head, was right in front of him.

”Brat, today is your lucky day!”

The old god glared at him and disappeared into the darkness.

The prescription made him cough violently as he sat up. He took out the blood clot and sniffed it, and it immediately recovered. The blue smoke was only a dizzying substance, and was not toxic.

”Are you okay?”

Fang Ziwen walked out of the darkness, his eyes sharp and his tone as cold as usual: ”Xiao Hei has already gone to chase after that man. Even if it's someone else's son who has already left, we cannot allow them to be bullied like this!”