"Not good!"
Yu Wenhua was shocked, rapidly urging his magical power in an attempt to summon back the Stone Inkstone magical artifact, but his magical power was far inferior to Zhang Yao, unable to resist the suction force of the Thick Earth and Cloud Banner.
At this moment, even with Yu Wenhua's limited experience in magical battles, he sensed something was amiss and instinctively activated a protective skill.
The next instant:
"Whoosh!"
A sharp pale yellow crystal suddenly condensed out of thin air, shooting out as fast as lightning.
Under the power of the high level skill, Yu Wenhua's protective skill was like a paper wall, puncturing with a touch.
"Bang!"
A bloody hole was brutally pierced through Yu Wenhua's head, his eyes quickly lost their brilliance, and his body fell to the ground.
The Stone Inkstone, losing its magical power support, instantly returned to its original form, rapidly shrinking to the size of a palm, swallowed by the yellowish-brown mist.
"Uncle!"
