This scene was almost identical to the ghost.
But while ghosts fear fire, this Drought Demon's demon technique clearly dries all things, not a drop of water falls, and it walks through fire unharmed.
This Drought Demon has too many secrets.
And at this moment, the Drought Demon's flesh and blood had already reattached.
A White Bone Demon jumped into the air, gripping an axe from who knows where, and struck fiercely at the Drought Demon.
Clang!
The sound of metal and stone rang out.
This was the manifestation of a ghost's skin temporarily hardening after resurrection.
All of this indicated that the Drought Demon was not a monster, but a ghost.
But Li Xuan had never seen this kind of ghost.
Who is its master?
Why is it not afraid of fire?
Why does it keep saying "go home"?
So many enigmas.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind as Li Xuan grasped a spear again, stretched his right arm, and suddenly threw it!
Boom!!!
