บท 47: One Ultimate Mage Is Different From another Ultimate Mage

Suddenly, all of the blood qi fused with Black robe. The skin on his head began to split open, revealing a golden horn that was at least a meter long.

The skin on his back also split open, forming a pair of fleshy wings.

However, the fleshy wings looked a little small, making the whole thing look especially comical and malnourished.

"Is this the immortal clan that can rival an ultimate mage? It doesn't look like much."

Lei Luo sensed Black robe's aura. Although it was much stronger than before, it still felt incomplete.

"Haha, is this the power of an ultimate mage? What a powerful feeling. I've finally become an ultimate mage."

At this moment, Black robe had become arrogant. He stared at Lei Luo with his strange eyes and roared, "You're an ultimate mage, and I'm also an ultimate mage. What can you do to me?"

"One ultimate mage is different from another ultimate mage," Lei Luo said calmly.

Then, he raised his palm and struck out.