As long as he's not poisoned, anything is possible!

I just don't know if it's a blessing or a misfortune to be poisoned at such a time.

Wu Yiba stood opposite, raising his eyebrows and looking at Jiu Yuan, who was no longer able to lift his spiritual power.

This man was scratched by his bone refining hammer, why wasn't he killed immediately?

How poisonous his poison is, he himself still knows very well, the poison of ten thousand years is not as powerful as his poison, and it is slow to describe it as a blood seal!

Wu Yiba couldn't figure it out, so he raised the mace in his hand and swung it at him fiercely, and the black demonic power instantly scraped on Jiu Yuan's body!

Bang!

Gu Yuan did not have the blessing of spiritual power, and was directly shot a few meters away by Wu Yiba's move.

He fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, all the cloaks on his body were shattered, and his head was exposed.

A slick black head.

The raised black tendons on the head crisscross each other, each the thickness of a finger.

It's like earthworms crawling on it.

His entire skull was close to deformation, and he was as bony as wood.

The skin on his face was also dark, and the black tendons spread to the tips of his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes, which were covered by a face togue.

The face below the eyes was all hidden under this black face scarf.

is tightly wrapped, except for the eyeballs and normal people, the rest are all pitch black, black tendons are all over, extremely terrifying!

The raccoon could already see that the skin under his face and behind his ears and even down to his neck was black.

I'm afraid even every inch of skin in his clothes is like this.

She was shocked in her heart, the first time she saw this, it was even more terrifying than the zombies in Resident Evil.

No wonder he had to wrap himself so tightly.

Not only her, but even Huang Mingming, Beiming and others were surprised.

For hundreds of years, the attire of the great magician has always been tightly wrapped from head to toe.

No one has ever seen him like he is now.

Now that I look at it, I was startled by Huang Jingming and Huang Jingxuan!

Including the second elder who was being held by the disciples of the Phantom Spirit Clan in the back, his eyes widened.

Beiming is a little better, after all, when he met the Great Warlock, the Great Warlock had not shown his face, so he had never seen the face of the Great Warlock before, so there was no way to compare.

Those Phantom Spirit Clan disciples who had escaped from death, through the summons of other disciples, had already learned of the arrival of the patriarch and gathered one after another.

When they saw the face of the great magician, they were all frightened.

"Hatobuchi, how did you become like this?"

The phoenix's screaming voice came from behind the Grand Sorcerer.

He was immediately stunned and looked sideways!

I saw that there were already people standing on his side, and Huang Mingming was the first to stand at the front, then Huang Jingxuan and his daughter, then Bei Ming and others, and then a group of disciples behind him, and next to him were the second elders who were heavily supported!

He sat down on the ground in an instant, and it was over!

The patriarch has come, and the second elder has been defeated!

They saw his appearance!

As if he couldn't stand such a blow, he frantically looked for a broken strip of cloth on the ground and covered his head!

His mouth was vague: "Clan, patriarch, why are you here?"

He picked up two or three strips of cloth and wrapped them around his head, but how could they possibly cover them?

On the contrary, he looks very funny!

"Hatobuchi, why did you look like this?" said Huang Mingming again.

He slowly stood up and patted the dust off his body.

It can be seen that he is a person who pays attention to his appearance.