Perhaps because of the proximity, Fang Yu could barely see a series of terrifying '-1' values crazily popping up on Feng Yahui's body as if on screen.
In just a moment, hundreds of points of health were gone.
If Feng Yahui weren't a demon with a hundred thousand health, these hundreds of points would have started to become deadly.
Because this was only an instant's damage, and this blizzard continues every minute and every second!
"Hide behind the Black-footed Horse!"
The voice of Daoist Qing Yan came from the front.
At this point, Fang Yu noticed the black fire on the Black-footed Horse's hooves, which was spreading upwards along the horse's legs.
But before this layer of black flame could burn upwards, it seemed to be suppressed by the blizzard, resembling a flickering candle that could extinguish at any moment, as the Black-footed Horse showed signs of anxiety and fear for the first time, seemingly wanting to throw Fang Yu off and run away alone.
