341 The Arcane Wind

In an instant, Joelson was exposed to the endless hurricanes.

The wind at the wind gap was more than ten times stronger than when it had just entered.

Joelson felt as if there were countless knives cutting his body. Then, the knives were burned red and became scorching hot. Some of them were so cold that people couldn't help but tremble. Some of them were as gentle as the breeze on the lakeside.

The tornadoes that blew in from all directions were like an invisible giant hand that wanted to crush him into pieces.

The first thing that happened was that Joelson was injured by the tornadoes.

His skin and flesh were split open, and blood flowed out. It was as though bones could be seen within the deep wounds.

"Has he gone mad?"

"He actually dissipated his powerful strange domain? Can it be that he wants to use his physical body to take it head-on?"

"Even a demigod in such a terrifying hurricane would be instantly blown into a skeleton!"