C70 Drawing the Devil Beast

"Boom!"

Another thunderous crash echoed as the massive tree, large enough to require several people to embrace it, swayed, sending a few dry leaves fluttering to the ground.

In a flash, the blood scabs on Xu Ming's chest and back peeled away, and fresh blood streamed out.

Xu Ming gritted his teeth, his forehead slick with cold sweat. His wounds, not even allowing the blood to escape