C185 Killing a Returning Origin Stage powerhouse

The old man flew into the air, thrusting towards the blood-red light. The sharp tip of the spear stabbed into the bloody light. It paused for a moment before both the old man and the spear were sent flying by the bloody light.

Wang Lin spat out a mouthful of blood. The tip of the spear was broken from the attack just now. A spiritual item couldn't even withstand one blow