Chapter 527: Howling Ghosts

"Boss, what's going on?"

Yuan Xiaobawang and the others also felt that the surrounding atmosphere had changed.

If it was a night walk of ghosts before, then this would be a group of demons dancing wildly, not at the same level at all!

terrible!

The strength of these new ghosts and souls is not comparable to those of the previous dead souls!

The ghostly aura that permeated the whole body was astonishing.

"Jie jie jie!"

They screamed and rushed towards Luo Qingtong and the others, mainly towards Luo Qingtong.

"Boss!"

Seeing this scene, Yuan Xiaobawang and the others rushed over.

"Don't come here! You can't handle it!"

Luo Qingtong's eyes were cold.

"boom!"

Sima Jue's toxin bombarded these ghosts, but it only dissipated the ghost energy from them, and there was no way to hurt their roots!

These ghosts and spirits are already the advanced stage of those dead souls, and they have begun to practice the way of ghosts and gods, and they have sanity!

"Crazy!"

They screamed violently and rushed towards Luo Qingtong.

"Clang!"

Luo Qingtong clenched the Liangyi sword of life and death in her hand.

Deathblade mode is fully on!

The aura of the divine inscription lingering on it made those ghosts tremble.

But their desire for the little Hades allowed them to overcome all their fears.

"Crazy!"

The dead soul king screamed sharply.

Under its command, those ghosts did not immediately attack Luo Qingtong, but began to organize those dead souls.

That's right!

In the Kaiyuan secret realm, the boundless dead souls all approached Luo Qingtong under the command of the dead soul king and those dark souls.

"Bang bang bang!"

The death blade in Luo Qingtong's hand was cutting.

As her strength grows, the power of the Liangyi Sword of Life and Death also becomes more powerful!

The death blade in her hand spread out the sword light, about two meters long.

When waving in the air, it brought out a series of bitter black winds, swirling in the air like a full moon! Swing like a sickle!

As if the god of death is dancing gracefully to harvest!

Harvest the souls of those dead!

Swish Swish Swish!

Under the wave of Luo Qingtong's death blade, large swaths of dead souls were harvested like straw.

Within a radius of 100 meters of Luo Qingtong, there were no ghosts or dead souls left.

"Bang bang bang!"

Even those unconscious dead souls, under Luo Qingtong's large-scale harvest, can't help but show a look of fear.

The scream of the dead soul king became even sharper.

"Boom! Boom!"

Its footsteps sounded in the Kaiyuan Secret Realm, and it rushed towards Luo Qingtong from the direction of Yinhun Mountain.

It has to do it by itself, so as to win the Little Underworld Venerable, evolve and perfect itself!

"Roar!"

The huge dead soul king stood up, and amidst the violent roar, the entire space of Kaiyuan Secret Realm was shaken!

The strength of the Holy Realm!

This dead soul king is at least the strength of the Holy Realm!

Feeling the huge shock wave spreading in the space, Luo Qingtong's eyes froze slightly.

Feeling the approach of the dead soul king, those ghosts who were forced hundreds of meters away by Luo Qingtong screamed and drove those dead souls to rush up.

If this goes on, Luo Qingtong can't resist it at all!

"Boss!" Yuan Xiaobawang and the others were also surrounded.

If he hadn't kept Luo Qingtong's teachings in mind, he would have been unable to resist the petrified soul seal, which should be hard and soft.

At that time, Sima Jue, Su Xiaoxiao and the others will fall into the endless attacks of those ghosts and dead souls.

At this moment, Ye Qianji spoke.