"What the hell is this guy?"
Zhen Nu had never witnessed this scene before and asked, "Corpse Stitcher, where did this guy come from?"
Wang Xilian had a strange expression, "His name is Blood-Robed old ghost. Previously, he was seriously cultivating to become a demon beforehand. But ever since he resurrected this time, he hasn't been very serious about cultivation."
"It's indeed abnormal. This is the first time I've seen such a battle."
Zhen Nu was speechless.
Suddenly, the Black Mountain Ghost howled and moved its hoof away as if it had been electrocuted. It raised its hoof and took a few steps back. Looking down, a small pit appeared at the bottom of its hoof. It was smoking hot.
He was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was injured!
