Hua Yaorao had already witnessed the power of the fireball once, and did not dare to underestimate it. The ghost claw changed, and the force controlling the gloomy wind greatly reduced.
Several fireballs landed on the ground, the ghost claw avoided the fireballs.
The fireballs fell to the ground and instantly extinguished.
These are just ordinary fireballs!
"How dare you mock me!"
Hua Yaorao was furious.
"So what if I mock you? You, a dignified Ghost King, bullying a few from the Human Clan, and spreading it around, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
In a flash before her eyes, a woman revealed herself.
The woman seemed to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, yet she was a beauty.
Hua Yaorao prided herself on being a stunning beauty, but compared to the woman in front of her, she felt she was lacking something.
The woman had black hair like a waterfall, with features void of any makeup traces.
