Seeing Yang Xu getting closer, the black magician wanted to shout loudly.

Don't come here!

However, under the leadership of Abu, Yang Xu finally sat next to the black magician.

very close.

within reach.

The black mage could already hear the roar of the ancestor spirit inside him.

Crazy roar!

His face was sometimes livid, sometimes pale, and sometimes flushed.

The backlash brought about by the ancestral riot made him sting all over

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