C890 He Was Beaten to the Point That Even His Mother Could Not Recognize Him.

"It hurts!" Wu Xiaoming rubbed the two terrifying black marks on his chest and got up from the ground in a sorry state.

A miserable mosquito cry sounded, and Wu Xiaoming quickly raised his head to look at the sky.

Chiyuv, who was controlled by the demonic shadow, was not afraid of the wall of fire formed by the Nine-heaven Profound Fire