Corpse Soul Lord
Editor: Modlawls123
Zhao Fu inwardly cursed, immediately got up, and turned to run. If he did not run, he would definitely die here. Zhao Fu had witnessed the Corpse Soul Lord's power, and because he was not a match for it, he did not dare to stay at all.
Seeing that Zhao Fu was not dead, the Corpse Soul Lord's expression did not change at all as it once again stretched out a finger and pointed at Zhao Fu.
A gray beam of light shot out, flashing through the sky.
Bang!!
A ten-meter wide crater was blasted open on the ground, but Zhao Fu was ready this time, and he narrowly avoided this attack.
The Corpse Soul Lord continued to icily look at the escaping Zhao Fu expressionlessly. This time, it stretched out a palm and pressed against the air, causing a formless palm, which gave off an incredibly powerful aura of suppression, to fly towards Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu felt immense shock and ran as fast as he could, trying to dodge this attack.
Bang!!