178 Yin and Yang soul lock chain! (1/2)
Qin's Manor.
At the center of the Ghost Matrix, Wu Xing's face was very gloomy at the moment.
He has already sent the unique message of seeking help, and as long as there are people from Ghost Flag in the vicinity, they will know.
of course… Even Wuxing himself has no hope.
After all, here is Jiangzhou. The sphere of influence of the Ghost Flag is rarely involved in this area, let alone the news that he sent out temporarily, and the possibility of being able to be perceived by the insiders is almost zero.
Even if they notice it, it will still be a problem if they would like to come.
And the most important thing is, it may not be useful when they come!
In front of this white wolf, in Wuxing's view, if there is no Jie Dan cultivator, it is impossible to deal with.
It can be said that he does not pin his hopes on the message.
At this moment, his hopes are all pinned on the Matrix that claims to be able to withstand the lower Jie Dan cultivators.
In his heart, he only wanted to swear. If he had known there was such a godlike white wolf, he would not have come absolutely.
What Wuxing thinks now, how regret he is, the big black dog doesn't give a shit.
He only managed to kill, he doesn't give a shit about who gonna bury them!
”Slag.”
He shows his fangs and his eyes are firm.
boom!
At the right end of the Matrix. It was also like an air bomb attack. Dozens of disciples of ghost flag were directly turned into compressed meat cakes.
”Fourth stroke, point.”
boom!
At the left end, the same thing happened. A large number of ghostly disciples did not even scream, and all the blood was overflowing into the river!
”The fifth stroke, falling leftwards.”
The cold voice came out of the wolf and fell in the ears of these disciples, that is the sound of the god of death.
This time, it is the back end of the array!
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The successive air bombs fell!
More than one hundred ghost disciples at the back end of the array are all dead.
Panic... despair!
These ordinary controlling souls are now scared out of their own souls!
Looking at the three-tailed white wolf in front of them, they can only feel panic... Only fear!
That weird killing technique, that powerful power!
”The seventh stroke...”
When scanning these ghost disciples who are scared out of shit, there was disdain in the eyes of the big black dog.
”vertical-bend-hook!”
The words are finished and opened his mouth.
An extremely powerful suction starts to appear in his mouth! The remaining black fog of this ghost banner array and the evil spirits floating there all went under suction into the big black dog's mouth!
The disciples were also shouting at the moment. All of them flew up. When they approached the big black dog's mouth, their bodies became smaller and they were swallowed directly.
”Oh shit!”
Wu Xing's silly face changed at this moment, and the Thousand Ghost in his hands was slammed into the ground!
The raging black air surrounds him, and even a foundation cultivator like him can't resist it anymore!
”No… No, no! ”
Tao Chang, the arrogant deacon of the foundation before, has completely lost the soul, his Hundred Ghosts fell to the ground, his hands clasped the flag, the whole body is floating and he was desperately Shouting.
It's him who had to be at the forefront of the matrix and becomes the first to be swallowed!
Foundation cultivator, so what! It's useless to scream!