The witchcraft master pushed Fang Xingyang away, staggered back several steps, and finally almost fell down.

Fang Xingyang didn't know what was going on. Could it be that he was injured by the chaotic undead and hadn't rested well yet?

The next second, there was a sudden sound of fabric breaking from the witchcraft master's body.

The surging power of the witchcraft briefly erupted from the witchcrafter's body, turning one of her arms into a "curse-breaking body" in an instant, and then quickly changed back again.

The moment of "breaking the curse" tore through her clothes, causing Fang Xingyang to cover her eyes subconsciously.

But even if he closed his eyes in time, he still saw the shocking red wounds on the body of the sorcerer.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't come over here!"

Before Fang Xingyang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the witchcraft master's roar.

"Such a strong power...comes from you!"
Chapter completed!