Sweeping everything away like a water pump.

Li Qingfeng's purple face showed a weak paleness.

The mandrill ghost still wants to take action.

The soul-honoring banner in Li Qingfeng's hand suddenly opened, and his feet suddenly returned to normal.

Thick cyan arms stretched out from the flag.

Press down the mandrill ghost's head.

The huge ghost hand pinched the mandrill ghost's head like it was grabbing a round apple.

Li Qingfeng held the Soul Flag tightly. Because his mana was exhausted, his body was weak and he took two steps back, but he could see more clearly.

In addition to being horrified, I lost my voice.

I am completely speechless.

The strong evil ghost jumped out of the soul flag and held down the spirit.

The green face has fangs, the red hair spreads wildly, and the fierce aura rushes towards the face.

The evil ghost turned his back to him, and his broad back looked even more muscular.

Turn your head slightly.

The scarlet ghost glanced at him.

Then he kicked the human skin back into the scroll, and then grabbed the mandrill spirit and returned to the Zunhun Banner.

As if its mana had been exhausted, the Zunhun Banner changed from a foot long to a foot long.

Li Qingfeng was so frightened that he threw the soul flag on the ground.

I fell to the ground and was dizzy for a long time.

Tu Shanjun sighed, this scholar's psychological quality still needs to be improved.

This is just a mandrill ghost who has just entered the level. Even if he doesn't need the soul flag, he can win with only mana.

With this mandrill ghost, the soul flag becomes deeper again.
Chapter completed!