C1287 That Old Monk Is a Grey Chicken

Countless black mist emerged on Lee Mo's body. In the rolling black fog, there was a huge 30 meter tall shadow. It was a human-shaped shadow with horns. He held a long sickle in his right hand, which was extremely terrifying. His aura was even more terrifying to the extreme.

"Slash!"

Lee Mo felt that one of his bloodline's cultivation base had been struck empty