C767 Ice Wood King

Ice-Wood King.

Dong Wuming fled with great speed, but it was as if he was instantly controlled by the space around him. There was no way he could escape. At this moment, Dong Wuming's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and stood up. A black fog gushed out from his hand. Within the black fog... A pungent and unpleasant smell spread out.

"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

In the next moment