The people of the demon sect saw these disciples crazily fleeing and felt a bloodthirsty thrill.
"Collecting human cores so recklessly, it's truly delightful. Hahaha." The demon martial artists of the Spirit Origin realm felt extreme joy in their hearts.
"Li Xiong, when you and I go back this time, breaking through to mid-stage Spirit Origin will be effortless." One of them laughed loudly.
He fiercely struck out with a long knife in hand, slicing the fleeing disciple into two.
Li Xiong, on the far right, shook his head: "These are all low-level disciples, there's not one with decent strength. Those who can condense over eighty acupoints are worth twenty ordinary members at least. Plus, there's a qualitative difference."
While speaking, Li Xiong's eyes flashed coldly, and he snorted: "There are four more coming."
With a fierce swing of the long knife, he slashed rapidly to the right.
The gleaming blade flashed, instantly causing three disciples to fall.
