Chapter 379 Fierce Battle (1)

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The fog in the middle of the night shrouded the silent mountain village, the moon occasionally appeared from the thick black clouds, and the faint moonlight shone on the ground, adding a bit of coldness and gloom.

Suddenly, Xiaoqian shouted nervously, "Sister, here we come!"

The surrounding air suddenly condensed, and a gloomy cool wind blew across Yang Zimei's skin, the hairs stood up sensitively, and the back was slightly chilled.

The whisk in Yuqing's hand also trembled slightly...

Yang Zimei and Yuqing glanced at each other, and each flashed behind the big trees on either side.

On the muddy and winding road ahead, a person slowly came.

Very thin and tall, with a big hat covering his face, wearing a black robe, leaning on a black skull cane, under the night wind, like a scarecrow, swaying slightly , hunting sound.

Behind him, the soldiers were neatly divided into five groups, followed by poisonous snakes, centipedes, toads, spiders, scorpions, jumping, jumping, crawling, slippery, neat and orderly, and there was no confusion at all.

In the back, there was also a baby-headed vampire descending, jumping playfully on the person's shoulders from time to time, and from time to time making mischievous giggles that sounded extremely immature, but in this night it seemed extremely weird.

Yang Zimei watched him with his heavenly eyes——

The evil spirit on his body was ten times thicker and darker than that of Miluo, even a strange blood-black color!

How many people did this person have to kill, and how many evils did he commit?

Yang Zimei's fist clenched slightly.

The small iron tower in her hand also felt her emotions, making a slight throbbing sound, as if she was very excited.

Yes, this small iron tower is perverted, the more sinister things are, the more they like it.

It's just, can it withstand the evil spirit of this ghost descendant this time?

Jumping in front of the ghost descended like he felt something, suddenly stopped floating, and jumped onto the shoulders of the ghost descendant. The young and strange face became very dignified, and the dozens of red silk ropes on his head were tied. Her little braids stood up.

Gaba, the ghost descending master, felt the change in his blood ghost descending, and stopped moving forward.

The five poisons that followed suddenly stopped and became a little chaotic. However, as if someone was in command, the order was instantly arranged again, like a soldier ready to go.

The skull on the crutch in Gaba's hand rustled—

His single eye, which was hidden under the bamboo hat, squinted slightly...

"go--"

His throat made a metallic screeching sound.

The baby vampire got the order, and immediately floated forward, the target floated towards Yuqing Daoist who was hiding behind the big tree.

Yang Zimei frowned slightly. They had been waiting for Gui Jiang Shi to walk into the formation they had arranged. Who knows, they found out in advance that Gui Jiang Shi was still outside the formation.

"Gluck cluck-"

The blood ghost Jiang let out bursts of laughter, and from time to time sticking out his tongue, attacked Yuqing with a strong evil spirit.

Yuqing read the formula, and the white silk on his hand was like a steel wire, sweeping towards the bloody ghost—

His whisk is the biggest magic weapon inherited from the ancestors, and it has extremely strong attack power against the evil things.

But the blood ghost Jiang was not afraid of the attack power of the dust, and suddenly like a spinning top, it revolved around Yuqing, and the giggle expanded infinitely in this night, which was extremely creepy...

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