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Chapter 175 I Hate You(1/2)

The hideous evil ghost like a tide is already in a great danger.

The teammates around him also undergo changes from time to time and are eroded by the power of nightmare. The next moment, an evil ghost may break out of their chests.

An incomprehensible terrifying method is the power of the nightmare ghost.

Swish!

Just when Bai Qimeng was about to be unable to bear it, a team member next to Chu Kuangge suddenly released a healing ability to him.

It was like a clear spring pouring into my brain. Although the power of nightmare still exists, it can barely relax for a while.

"Tommahawk?"

Jiang Chan looked at the direction where Chu Kuangge was in surprise.

The latter did not care about this and continued to devote himself to fighting the ghosts.

For a time, the entire Shangqingfang.

In the sky is the battle between Xuangui and the Eighth-Level Spirit Master;

Below is the battle between the Ghost Tide and the disciples of Tianji Palace.

"Jiang Xiao and Chu Kuangge are really amazing..."

The disciples from the Intermediate Court couldn't help but look at him.

Cui Zheng is now eroded by the power of nightmare, and he still has to rely on his teammates to survive in a difficult situation.

As for Ye Hua, he was just struggling to survive.

Only Jiang Xiao, wearing black armor, rushed in and out of the evil spirits like a Shura evil god.

As well as Chu Kuangge, holding a battle axe and his team members, they continued to help those disciples of the Fourth Academy who were in desperate situations.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Suddenly, a disciple from the South Court beside Jiang Xiao glared at his eyes and two evil claws emerged from his chest.

Then a ferocious ghost tore the flesh and blood and crawled out of it.

Lee Jae-do next to him looked pale and bloodless, and his heart was already scared.

Suddenly.

A feeling of palpitations suddenly came.

Lee Jae-do suddenly covered his chest and fell to the ground in pain.

Then...

The body was torn.

Every moment, people die, and indescribable horror enveloped everyone.

It was obviously less than a minute, but it seemed that a century had passed.

"Hahahahahahaha!!!"

In the sky, the ghost driver was covered in bruises, but he laughed fiercely, "This is the price you killed the Beiming Ghost!"

In the distance, Lord Su was flying in a white robe, and his eyes under the mask were as cold as a cold abyss.

"Jiang Xiao..."

Lord Su murmured, then sent a message to the silver-haired old woman in the pavilion, "Grandma, protect him first and try not to attract the attention of outsiders."

After the words came, the silver-haired old woman couldn't help but rush out.

But it was this change that attracted the attention of the ghost driver above.

"Oh? Is there another seventh-level spirit master?"

The ghost driver's bloody eyes were tightly locked on the silver-haired old woman.

At this moment, a dazzling spiritual light turned into a palm print, instantly knocking the ghost driver backwards hundreds of meters away.

The two sides were in a fight again...

"One minute left!"

Chu Kuangge shouted suddenly, and his heroic voice brought strong hope to everyone around him.

Just finished speaking.

Cui Zheng from the West Courtyard suddenly staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Then...

The body exploded!

At the same time, in the bloody rain.

A disaster-level ghost with a sensation of a sensation came to the world like a demon!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The disciples of the Intermediate Court in the distance immediately released their abilities and began to fight against this disaster-level ghost.

But the latter tore open the gold net attached to the surface of his body, and his bloody eyes instantly locked the closest to him...

Jiang Chan!

In an instant, Jiang Chan's pretty little face was full of panic.

The ghost of disaster level has far exceeded the realm that his second level of spirit master can compete with.

At the same time.

In the sky, looking at the ghost driver still staring at the silver-haired old woman below, Lord Su couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Immediately, he sighed lightly, consumed most of his strength, and applied a [Mirror Flower Water Moon] to Jiang Xiao below.

In an instant.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Xiao has changed for no reason to look like an ordinary boy.

Another place.

Below.

Faced with the approaching ghost, Jiang Chan and Zhao Yumeng and other girls were immediately in despair.

But at this moment.

The disaster-level ghost suddenly stopped in place and remained motionless.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Jiang Chan was still scared and fell into shock again.

The girl looked back and saw a young man with an ordinary appearance looking at the hideous disaster-level ghost.

"Not brother?"

In Jiang Chan's mind, only her brother can stand up at this crisis.

With this idea, she looked around and her face suddenly became extremely bad.

"Brother...whether of brother?"

In the vast ghost tide, the familiar dark figure seemed to have evaporated.

And it was still at such a critical moment, everyone was in danger under the power of nightmare.

"No...no...brother must not..."

Jiang Chan's pretty face was pale, muttering like a nervousness.

Not only Jiang Chan, but Chu Kuangge also noticed the disappearance of the figure at this moment, and couldn't help but yell, "Brother Jiang! Where are you?!"

With this roar, everyone was shocked.

Looking around, he couldn't find Jiang Xiao's figure.

"No way...can that Jiang Xiao..."

"I thought he would be the young chief in the future..."

"Just disappear like this?"

"Damn ghost!!!"

A series of gritting teeth sounded.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiao frowned slightly and then let go.

In the sky.

After Lord Su took the initiative to consume part of his power, he could not cause fatal injuries to the ghost driver and could only barely suppress it.

but...

Thirty seconds left.
To be continued...
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