Dongfang Bingwu glanced at Bailuo's hand holding the sword, and a strange evil smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She had already won tonight.
Yu Zhi's bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Dongfang Bingwu. The next second, the wooden stick in his hand turned, he muttered in his mouth, and a dark light quickly flashed from the wooden stick.
"Evil souls, kill the enemies on the opposite side." As he raised his wooden staff, countless dark souls flew out of the wooden staff and rushed towards Dongfang Bingwu one by one, with their mouths uttering sounds like fierce ghosts.
The roaring sound would make ordinary people faint from fear when they see that scene.
But who is Dongfang Bingwu? She has seen no matter how terrifying the scene is, so how can she terrorize these souls?
She stood there without moving. When the souls were halfway flying, the luck in her body and her hands danced, and she saw two hot nether fires rolling forward. The nether fires were divine fires. When the souls saw it, they were frightened.
They retreated back, but how could the Nether Fire let them go? In a blink of an eye, all kinds of cries of ghosts and howls of wolves could be heard in the hall.
Yu Zhi looked at this scene and narrowed his eyes angrily. This man's fire skills could actually swallow the dark soul he used. Damn it, he couldn't help it anymore. He picked up the wooden stick and hit Dongfang Bingwu hard.
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Dongfang Bingwu stood on tiptoes, jumped up lightly, and a crystal clear cyan mysterious energy bloomed from her whole body.
"The realm of Emperor Xuan." Yu Zhi shouted in surprise. He didn't expect that the man opposite had reached such a high level of profound strength. Her voice didn't sound like an elderly person at all. He immediately retracted his wooden staff and pointed it behind him.
Retreat.
Dongfang Bingwu didn't want to stop, she continued to rush towards Yu Zhi with her profound strength.
Seeing that she was not stopping, Yu Zhi recited a spell again, and saw four tall dead men suddenly appear in the palace. As soon as they appeared, they held the sickles in their hands and pursued Dongfang Bingwu from all sides.
Dongfang Bingwu flashed all her profound energy and struck the four of them heavily, but the four dead soldiers didn't seem to be too affected and continued to rush towards her.
A satisfied smile flashed at the corner of Yu Zhi's mouth. These dead warriors were specially trained by him to deal with strong men with high mysterious power. They are indestructible. No matter how powerful the mysterious attack is, it will be difficult to break their bodies as long as their bodies are not dead.
, they will continue to attack the target. Even if they cannot kill the opponent immediately, they can still exhaust the opponent. At that time, he can use witchcraft to confuse the opponent, and even directly extract her soul.
This is the power of witchcraft. Under certain conditions, you can extract the soul of the enemy, create dead soldiers, summon some dark foreign objects, and cast witchcraft.
Dongfang Bingwu had the last experience of dealing with dead soldiers, so now she faced the dead soldiers with ease. In a few rounds, one of the dead soldiers was directly kicked in the head by her kick with black power.
She turned over and stabbed the other person in the eye with the dagger in her hand. When he dodged, she punched him hard with the blue profound energy of the Xuansheng realm with her left hand.
With a muffled groan, the man's head was smashed. Every time he hit his head, she tried to make sure it was shattered. She didn't have much time to waste with them.
Looking at such a bloody scene, Yu Zhi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. Who is this Shura? How could he be so powerful? He actually knew the shortcomings of his dead warrior. Damn it! Dongfang Bingwu glanced at Bai Luo Jie.
The hand holding the sword and a strange evil smile flashed across the corner of her mouth, she had already won tonight.
Yu Zhi's bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Dongfang Bingwu. The next second, the wooden stick in his hand turned, he muttered something in his mouth, and a dark light quickly flashed from the wooden stick.
"Evil souls, kill the enemies on the opposite side." As he raised his wooden staff, countless dark souls flew out of the wooden staff and rushed towards Dongfang Bingwu one by one, with their mouths uttering sounds like fierce ghosts.
The roaring sound would definitely make ordinary people faint from fear when they see that scene.
But who is Dongfang Bingwu? She has seen no matter how terrifying the scene is, so how can she terrorize these souls?
She stood there without moving. When the souls were halfway flying, the luck in her body and her hands danced, and she saw two hot nether fires rolling forward. The nether fires were divine fires. When the souls saw it, they were frightened.
They retreated back, but how could the Nether Fire let them go? In a blink of an eye, all kinds of cries of ghosts and howls of wolves could be heard in the hall.
Yu Zhi looked at this scene and narrowed his eyes angrily. This man's fire skills could actually swallow the dark soul he used. Damn it, he couldn't help it anymore. He picked up the wooden stick and hit Dongfang Bingwu hard.
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Dongfang Bingwu stood on tiptoes, jumped up lightly, and a crystal clear cyan mysterious energy bloomed from her whole body.
"The realm of Emperor Xuan." Yu Zhi shouted in surprise. He didn't expect that the man opposite him had reached such a high level of strength. Her voice didn't sound like an elderly person at all. He immediately retracted his wooden staff and pointed it behind him.
Retreat.
Dongfang Bingwu didn't want to stop, she continued to rush towards Yu Zhi with her profound strength.
Seeing that she was not stopping, Yu Zhi recited a spell again, only to see four tall dead men suddenly appear in the palace. As soon as they appeared, they held the sickles in their hands and fiercely pursued Dongfang Bingwu from all sides.
Dongfang Bingwu flashed all her profound energy and struck hard at the four of them, but the four dead soldiers didn't seem to be too affected and continued to rush towards her.
A satisfied smile flashed at the corner of Yu Zhi's mouth. These dead warriors were specially trained by him to deal with strong men with high mysterious power. They are indestructible. No matter how powerful the mysterious attack is, it will be difficult to break their bodies as long as their bodies are not dead.
, they will continue to attack the target. Even if they cannot kill the opponent immediately, they can still exhaust the opponent. At that time, he can use witchcraft to confuse the opponent, and even directly extract her soul.
This is the power of witchcraft. Under certain conditions, you can extract the soul of the enemy, create dead soldiers, summon some dark foreign objects, and cast witchcraft.
Dongfang Bingwu had the last experience of dealing with dead soldiers, so now she faced the dead soldiers with ease. In a few rounds, one of the dead soldiers was directly kicked in the head by her kick with black power.
She turned over and stabbed the other person in the eye with the dagger in her hand. When he dodged, she punched him hard with the blue profound energy of the Xuansheng realm with her left hand.
With a muffled groan, the man's head was smashed. Every time he hit his head, she tried to make sure it was shattered. She didn't have much time to waste with them.
Yu Zhi looked at such a bloody scene and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. Who is this Shura? How could he be so powerful and know the shortcomings of his dead warrior? Damn it!!!