Chapter 1797 The Trump Plan

Puah!

The sound of flesh and blood being cut was constantly heard in the air.

Large amounts of blood rain poured down, forming a stream of blood on the ground in a flash.

After the death of the cultivator, spiritual Qi that reflected the nature of heaven and earth also rose at this moment.

For a moment, vigor and spiritual Qi seemed to have become a paradise.

About sixty to seventy kilometers away, the Ancestor smiled hideously.

In a hidden place outside the blood light and the black flood dragon ancestor, a pair of eyes was quietly paying attention to what was happening here.

"After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse."

Caspian sighed.

At this time, he took off All Life Ghost Mask on his face.

The magic weapon that the White family gave him back then could not only change his appearance and voice, but also block the detection of cultivators.

Otherwise, it would have been easy for both sides to see through his previous disguise, especially powerful demonic beasts at