章節 1113: Illusionary Curse

Lightning crackled around Su Zimo's body as his wings of Dharmic powers flapped. In a flash, he lunged towards the blind old man at an extremely fast speed.

The Witch race was one of the Primordial Nine Races and possessed a noble bloodline.

However, their bodies were relatively weak and were far inferior compared to the bodies of the God and Dragon race.

What the Witch race specialized in was penetrative, unpredictable and terrifying sorcery!

Although Su Zimo's Green Lotus True Body did not have a strong bloodline, his physique was tough and even Dao Lord Dharmic weapons could not shake it.

Therefore, he intended to fight the blind old man in melee combat!

In reality, this battle would have been much simpler if it was his Dragon True Body.

As long as he could close the distance, be it using his body, bloodline power or Barren, he would be able to deal immense damage to the blind old man!

"You must have a death wish!"