Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, as he suddenly said: “This man in front only has a few green dan, did you notice?”
“Him? Not bad, this person is obviously dead, should have had some knowledge of demon magic, presumably during his lifetime would have been a fourth ranked XiuZhen country Devil’s way intermediary, probably moments before his death, casted some secret technique causing him to become demon corpse.”
That demon corpse discovered Wang Lin obviously, but he did not rise up, just slightly raised his right index finger, a green lazer shot out from his fingertips rushing straight to Wang Lin’s eyebrows.
Wang Lin quickly retreated dodging the green laser.
That green light kept chasing, but after moving back and forth, suddenly condensed together in one place, transforming into an unreal silhouette, as it kept staring at Wang Lin, making ambiguous sounds.