C509 Dark spirit nether power
"Tang Huan, have mercy, have mercy!"
The Xuan Ming Ghost King was terrified beyond belief as he wailed for mercy.
Tang Huan's expression did not loosen in the slightest as his ten fingers danced in the air, dazzling the eyes. On the other hand, the fire net shaped round cover began to slowly shrink back.
Xuan Ming Ghost King's body once again turned into a lump of dark red aura
