On the surface of the Ying Yang Sea, the five Reverends of Bone Clan, under the protection of the copper seal, fled to the back of the Three Emperors of the Bone Clan in a panic.
Although they managed to keep themselves alive, they had also suffered severe injuries to their bones and body. Even the leader, the Eight-armed Reverend had lost three arms. If the Three Emperors of the Bone Clan had been one step slower, they would have been doomed.
The Zangshan Demonic Mirror flew back and hovered in front of Zhang Ruochen. Ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror, reflecting the three Reverends of the Bone Clan within.
AH!
Shrill screams rang out. The three Reverends of the Bone Clan felt like they had fallen into purgatory and were being burned by the demonic fire.