C524 I Won't Pay for It

A fist the size of a sandbag came smashing over, lightning arcs shooting out, the surrounding void muffled with thunder.

Daoist Ghost Spirit's expression changed drastically. In almost an instant, his body transformed into dozens of afterimages as he escaped.

However, even so, a few of the afterimages were still shattered by the Lightning Shadow Clone. After pondering for a moment