C314 To the Son of the Hall of Battle Blood

Lin Hao didn't respond to Wei Ying's words. He continued to refine the energy and break through the bottleneck of the cultivation.

"Humph! You are about to die, yet you still want to make a last-minute effort? What a joke! What a fool!" Wei Ying said with a sneer. In the next moment, he pointed his finger out. His shadow actually separated from his feet, as if it had a life of its own