"Damn."

As soon as he saw this flaming palm, Wu Jue's expression changed.

For the Mist Tribe, fire is a natural nemesis.

"Fortunately, the power of your flames is not too strong, otherwise I would be in real trouble today."

Wu Jue looked fierce as he condensed a black mist palm and collided hard with Lin Mu's Emperor Flame Seal.

Bang!

The Emperor's Flame Seal collapsed, and Lin Mu was blown away again.

However, this time, a scorch mark appeared on Wu Jue's body, and he had obviously suffered some damage.

"Unfortunately, this Wu Jue is too strong and my Heaven and Earth Heart Flame is still too weak to really hurt him."

Lin Mu frowned.

"Little mouse, you deserve to die."

Wu Jue was angered.

Boom!

The earth shook, and a terrifying black figure rose from behind his head.

"Death!"

Wu Jue's face is ferocious, this is one of his killer moves.

The black figure behind him is the god of death he created, possessing terrifying destructive power.

In an instant, Lin Mu felt a chill emerging from the origin of his life.

"not good."

Lin Mu did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly used the free mind method again, using the close distance to resist the attack of the god of death.

In Death's hand, he held a huge dagger and stabbed Lin Mu.

Stab!
Chapter completed!