C1179 Exchange injury

On top of the Desolate Mountain, in the middle of the air, the dark black nebulous fog rolled about, supporting Gui Qi and the three Yin Puppet s who had fused into one of their yin spirits.

On his chest, there was a sunken Fist, which had a strange, transparent golden flame burning within.

Not only did the Yin Master not succeed in controlling the nebulous fog to expel it