Bab 177: The Great Fortune Of The Little Evil King, The Evil Warding Immortal Scripture

The little evil king was shocked. What kind of technique did the other party use?

His body was actually possessed?

A strong sense of danger washed over him. If he did not take action, he would soon be imprisoned and become someone else's puppet.

"Roar!"

He growled and let out a beast-like roar.

The little evil king's eyes flashed with viciousness. Before he completely lost control of his body, he stabbed his hand into his shoulder, causing blood to gush out.

"Burn the blood, refine the blood, transform the blood, purify the blood!"

A blood-red aura instantly enveloped the little evil king. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling as some sort of power refined it.

Although the little evil king did not cultivate evil techniques, his title was still the little evil king; there was no way that he did not at least one evil technique?

When he wanted to, he could use an evil technique at any time.