C391 The True Blood Was in His Hands

"Alas, you..." The White Horse cursed in its heart. It was obvious that Jiang Tianping did not want to interfere, or it could be said that he had tacitly allowed Lee Zhen to beat him up.

"Hand over the Demon Core, or 50 drops of true blood." Lee Zhen said, and without waiting for the White Horse to speak, he directly charged over. The violent cyclone danced along with the Beastemperor's Staff