Chatper 223 (1/2)

The six ghosts became more and more brave, and saw one of them sped out while the black-faced ghost was fighting with the others.

"Ow..."

The black-faced ghost couldn't dodge in time, and was bitten off by the ghost and a large piece of flesh and blood, and suddenly let out a painful roar, but when he wanted to fight back at the ghost, he was once again attacked by six ghosts.

"Brothers, I told you to watch and keep watching. Brothers are about to die, so don't come to help!"

The wounds on the black-faced ghost gradually increased, and he couldn't help shouting at the seven ghosts behind him.

One of the big mouths said: "Didn't you say you came?"

Another sturdy ghost said: "Yes, the awe-inspiring one who said he wants to avenge your family Miaomiao!"

A coquettish ghost said: "Yes, that Miaomiao is your old lover, and it has nothing to do with us!"

...

The one-year-old ghost finally said: "Everyone can do it, we're going to die if we don't make a move! He really died, who will we go to play with when we are lonely in the future?"

As soon as the elder ghost said it, the other six ghosts nodded at the same time.

"Yes, big brothers and big sisters, help me kill them today and play as you like!"

The black-faced ghost was bitten off by a large piece of flesh and blood on his left arm and cried.

"..."

Chu Yan felt a chill in his heart, and he could no longer understand the deep meaning of the 'play' in the mouths of these ghosts.

"Everyone, let's go!"

The elder ghost said coldly, and the other six ghosts no longer hesitated and rushed towards the battle circle.

"Back!"

Seeing the situation, Chu Yan slammed the Wan Yaofan with a whisper, and the six ghosts immediately retreated back and flew into the Wan Yaofan.

"Haha, boy, why are you afraid? There's nothing you can do. We have many brothers. Now you who know each other will break it yourself, and you will save a lot of pain. Otherwise, our brothers will slowly tear apart your flesh and blood!"

With the seven ghosts by his side, the black-faced ghost was calm, but he had blood on his body, but he said to Chu Yan with a wild laugh.

"Xiao Hei is right, boy, hurry up and kill yourself, I haven't eaten fresh flesh for a long time!"

"Haha, so does my mother!"

...

The other seven ghosts also said, as if Chu Yan was already their meal.

"I said, are you guys overestimating yourselves a little bit, and you are still so brainless that you are a ghost, will I come to the third-level tomb if I don't have the strength?"

Chu Yan let out a contempt, and waved the Ten Thousand Demon Banner in his hand again.

"Hoohoo!"

"Ow..."

The yin wind suddenly picked up, and a ghost howl came out...

"Hmph, do I still have some great cards, or the six ghosts? Boy, you...this..."

The black-faced ghost said to Chu Yan with some contempt, but just halfway through his words, his eyes widened.

What he saw, the foundation-building stage, was absolutely right. It was the breath of a ghost in the foundation-building stage. A ghost on the first floor of the foundation-building stage flew out of the strange cloth in the hands of the young cultivator.

"Hmph, so what, I have seven brothers, and a ghost at the foundation-building stage..."

The black-faced ghost was thinking about it, but saw another ghost at the first floor of the foundation-building stage flying out of the ten thousand demon banners.

"What about the two, this..."

Not only the black-faced ghost was stunned, but the other seven ghosts were also stunned. How many ghosts and demons at the Foundation Establishment stage were there in this cloth banner?

In the sluggish eyes of the seven ghosts, eight first-level ghosts and demons of the foundation-building stage flew out one after another.

"This is the last one, absolutely gone, absolutely gone!"

At this moment, the black-faced ghost was in a cold sweat and kept praying in his heart, but the reality was just the opposite.

"Ow..."

Another ghost from the first floor of the Foundation Establishment stage flew out...

The black-faced ghosts are less than half of the previous ones, and the black-faced ghosts can only be counted as seven and a half base-building first-level cultivators at most, but Chu Yan has released nine base-building first-level ghosts in the blink of an eye. The battle with the black-faced ghost is all in the sight of the seven ghosts. Those ghosts and demons in the Qi training period are definitely not bad, and now the power of the ghosts and demons in the foundation-building stage is so poor.

Chu Yan smiled lightly and said, "Haha, are you still so confident now?"

The faces of the eight ghosts changed, and the elder ghost who finally took the lead said ruthlessly: "Huh, so what, even if I wait for the strength to be slightly worse than yours, but as long as I wait for the secret method to be used, and I don't hesitate to blow up a few brothers, I can definitely die with you. .You just can't see enough in front of my eyes!"

"Yes, big brother said it well!"

"Boy, dare to provoke our brothers!"