C842 Starry Sky Devour

"Good boy, look at my spear of darkness."

Under the ghost's anger, two short black spears appeared in its hands.

The short spear in its hand produced a dark ripple that spread outwards.

Everywhere that ripple passed, Zhao Ziloong felt as if his protective Essence was being corroded.

On one hand, he was strengthening his defense while on the other hand