Chapter 89 - Power of a Ghost Slave (2/2)

“You think you can break my Fostered Ghost just like that? Don’t look down on hostly fetus”

After that, he took out a Taoist Talisman and threw it in the air The sheet burnt in flaolden skull Then it disappeared quickly

The golden skull absorbed the black light The black light around it grew stronger It turned fro had just felt relieved and was going to draw hostly fetus, however; as he grabbed the brush pen, all the Taoist Talis The flaloo, the black Qi suppressed sharply and sed the whole body of Qi Waner The last golden piece on her forehead disappeared

“Kill me, now!”

That was Qi Waner’s last words

“I’ve failed, after all”

Qin Haodong sighed and thought to hi Qi Waner be sed by the black Qi He had calculated the power of the ghostly fetus, but he ignored the o

Thinking about that, he drew back his hand and grabbed the knife behind him Since he failed to cure her, he had no other option but to kill the ghost slave

At theHer body suddenly grew sharply Now she was al Black hair covered her arrew out of her hands

Her body grew sharply and tore up her clothes in pieces The clothes flew out like butterflies Now Qi Waner’s face isted and couldn’t be uglier Her body was like a hard black rock She was nude, but had no trace of feminity

Frohost slave

Qin Haodong had no other choice The ghost slave was relatively weaker when it firstly forht be no chance to kill it in the future if he didn’t kill him now

He roared and waved the knife in his hands, stabbing into the center of the ghost slave’s back

He stabbed fast and accurately into the center of the ghost slave’s back before it reacted But he didn’t feel he had stabbed into the flesh He heard a tinkling sound, as if he had stabbed sohost slave felt the stab on his back and turned back suddenly He grabbed the knife in Qin Haodong’s hand The knife was made of stainless steel, but it was snapped into pieces like soft noodles in the claws of the ghost

“Gosh, what a toughhad crossed paths with members of the Ghost Sect, but that hen he was in the Tribulation Realhost slaves with a short breath

But this time was different He didn’t even have the power of the Foundation Realhost slaves had the pohich was equal to that of a Foundation Realm cultivator once they were formed up He was suppressed on the cultivation realhost slave roared after he destroyed the knife He se fist was almost the size of a volleyball, and looked extre punched in panic A sed loudly He flew out like a volleyball

Qin Haodong felt warm on his chest and he al Realap between hi he could count on was exquisiteskills he remembered from his last life

After he was beaten backwards by the strike, he started to use theDragon Step His feet stepped in the air for a few tihost slave did not give hirab his head with its sharp claw His claould definitely be crurabbed

Qin Haodong tried the Flying Dragon Step once again His body turned into after-ihost slaves The claw of the ghost slaves grabbed on the wall behind hie hole

Qin Haodong took the opportunity and shost slave’s head, but its body was so tough that instead of doing darabbed back to Qin Haodong

Qin Haodong was coht be clever and his skills were sher than hih to resist swords and spears He had no way to break that defense

He could run away if he were in sohost slave wouldn’t be able to do anything with him; but he couldn’t do it now because Lin Momo and the little felloere in the next door

The ghost slave was extremely ferocious when it firstly formed up No one in the community would be able to survive if he ran away, let alone the Lin’s Villa nearby

He was in the ninth of Qi Refining Realhost slave, not to hth realhost slave

Qin Haodong swore that he wouldn’t run away because of the two ht the ghost slave After ten more rounds, all the furniture in the house had been torn into pieces by the ghost slave, with tens of big and sht for quite a while, but the ghost slave couldn’t grab Qin Haodong anyway It had lost interest and ju was afraid that he would have no way to deal with it after it juhborhood would definitely be devastated

He juhost slave’s back head The corner of the ghost slave’s mouth curled when it felt the attack fro Then it turned back and punched

Qin Haodong’s kickfist with his own However, his two fists were still not a host slave’s He was hit away and flew backwards, falling on and s room The cinnabar and the yellow paper fell everywhere

He felt the blood vigour stirring in his chest He could no longer hold the blood and puked it out

The puked blood splashed on theThe blood on the mirror was absorbed irey and ordinary er, with one side black and one side red The handle below becahtly