The bodies of hundreds of ghosts suddenly exploded!
The powerful impact was so destructive that many Si family disciples were injured or even died.
"Everyone, be careful!"
"Don't scatter! Form a protective formation!"
"ah--!"
The disciples of the Si family were fairly well-trained. After the initial panic, three or five of them quickly formed a group and opened the spiritual energy shield, which was able to barely resist the self-destruction of the ghost clan.
"Hmph, it's just a spiritual energy shield, you don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Su Qingdai's red lips parted slightly, revealing a ferocious smile on her ugly face.
Then I saw those ghosts suddenly huddled together and formed a meat ball! The self-destruction impact of such a meat ball was even more amazing! Not to mention the spiritual energy shield, even the barrier could not withstand it.
With this blow, the disciples of the Si family were wounded again and again.
There was blood all around, which further stimulated the cruelty of the ghost tribe. Some injured disciples were surrounded and eaten by the ghost tribe before they could escape.
That scene was too brutal and bloody.
Most of the disciples of the Si family fought against the ghost clan for the first time, so they were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
…
The western sky is gradually filled with a faint glow.
At this moment, a strange red color appeared.
Ling Xuewei's black clothes were stained with an unknown amount of ghost blood, which could be seen from the piles of corpses surrounding her.
Although his body is so thin, he bursts out with such amazing power.
It is simply killing gods when gods block them, and killing Buddhas when Buddha blocks them.
Almost one-third of the ghost clan present were killed in Ling Xuewei's hands.
What a terrible number.
Not to mention that it also includes more than a hundred envoys and elders.
To ordinary people, ghosts are equivalent to the gods of death.
To the ghost tribe, perhaps this skinny girl is the real god of death coming from hell.
Su Qingdai was really angry and turned livid.
It's just that the scarred face cannot be seen.
There were 12,000 ghost clans, and nearly half were damaged.
And her car, the Phoenix, didn't get any advantage from the bitch's two pets.
It seems that after not seeing each other for a few days, this bitch’s strength has increased again!
Although angry, fortunately he did not completely lose his mind.
She has a tribe of undead ghosts, and as long as the devil is there, she can resurrect the ghost tribe endlessly!
This is what Su Qingdai truly relies on!
When Ling Xuewei saw the strange smile on her face, she suddenly felt an ominous premonition!
The last ray of light in the western sky sank, and darkness came.
Dark night is the most advantageous battlefield for the ghost clan.
They are the real hunters in the dark.
Today is actually the blood moon, which heralds that the night of killing is coming.
The shrill ringtone rang again, but what was different from before was that there was also a faint mist of blood on Su Qingdai's body.
Looking at it from a distance, it actually looks a bit sacred.
But in Ling Xuewei's view, it was a huge alarm bell.
Sure enough, an incredible scene happened soon!
The ghosts who were originally dead stood up again one by one.
Wrapped in the blood mist, severed limbs are reshaped, and even the fragmented forms can be connected again.
Weird.
Dead silence.
At this moment, all the disciples of the Si family were extremely shocked!
Unspeakable fear filled my heart!
All these dead ghosts came back to life!
Is there anything more terrifying than this?
They are the real undead race! Even more terrifying than the demons!
"Hahaha! Ling Xuewei, could you have expected this scene?!"
Su Qingdai laughed triumphantly, her laughter was sharp and hoarse, "Do you know how much I look forward to seeing your expression like this now? I actually want to thank you. If it weren't for you, how could I have joined the Underworld Palace?
