C60 Yin Qi Explosion

In the instant that Yellow Great Immortal disappeared, a grimace appeared on its back. The vine pulled out some empty air before solidly slapping the other ghost face.

"Bastard!"

The old fogey was flustered and exasperated, and then he looked directly at me. Without Yellow Great Immortal in the room, I could only fight alone.

The two grimaces shrieked and charged at me