Chapter 527: All ghosts cry

"Boss, what's going on?"
Yuan Xiaoba, they also feel that the atmosphere around them has changed.
If it was said that it was a hundred ghosts walking at night, then this will be a group of devil dances, not a level at all!
too terrifying!
These emerging ghosts are so powerful that they are not comparable to those of the dead souls before!
The ghostly spirit that pervades the whole body is amazing.
"Oh!"
They shouted at Luo Qingtong and they rushed over, mainly towards Luo Qingtong.
"Boss!"
Seeing this scene, Yuan Xiaobawang all rushed over.
"Don't come over! You can't handle it!"
Luo Qingtong's eyes were cold.
"boom!"
Sima Jue ’s toxins bombarded these fierce ghosts, but they just shook off the ghosts on them, there was no way to hurt them at all!
These ghosts are already the advanced of those dead souls. They have begun to cultivate the way of ghosts and gods, and they have the consciousness!
"Oh!"
They screamed violently and rushed towards Luo Qingtong.
"Oh!"
Luo Qingtong's hand clenched the sword of life and death.
Dead Blade Mode is on!
The lingering breath of the god's inscription trembled the spirits.
But the desire for Xiao Mingzun allowed them to overcome all these fears.
"Oh!"
The King of Dead Souls shouted sharply.
Under its command, those ghost souls did not immediately attack Luo Qingtong, but began to organize those dead souls.
That's right!
In the secret realm of Kaiyuan, the endless dead souls, at the moment, were approached by Luo Qingtong by the dead soul king and those souls.
"Bang, bang!"
The dead blade in Luo Qingtong's hand was cutting.
As her strength increased, the power of the two swords of life and death also widened!
The dead blade in her hand unfolds the sword light, about two meters long.
When waving in the air, bring out a black wind, which is full of moonlight! Cut like a sickle!
Reaping as if death was dancing gracefully!
Reap the souls of those who died!
Huh!
Under the blade of Luo Qingtong's death blade, a large swath of dead souls were harvested like wheat straw.
Within a hundred meters of Luo Qingtong's circle, no ghost spirit and dead soul can remain.
"Bang, bang!"
Even those unconscious dead souls, under the large-scale harvest of Luo Qingtong, could not help showing a fearful expression.
The cry of the dead soul king was even sharper.
"Hmm! Hmm!"
Its footsteps struck in the secret realm of Kaiyuan, rushing towards Luoqing pupil from the direction of Yinhun Mountain.
It has to do it itself, so that it can win Xiao Mingzun and evolve and perfect itself!
"Roar!"
The huge King of the Dead Souls stood up, and in the fierce roar, the entire Kaiyuan secret space shook for it!
Holy strength!
This dead soul king is at least the strength of the Holy Land!
Feeling the huge oscillating waves spreading in the space, Luo Qingtong's eyes lightly condensed.
Feeling the approach of the dead soul king, those ghosts who were forced hundreds of meters away by Luo Qingtong's eyes were screaming and screaming to make those dead souls rush up.
In this way, Luo Qingtong could not resist!
"Boss!" Yuan Xiaoba Wang also fell into siege.
If he hadn't remembered Luo Qingtong's teachings, a petrified soul seal would have to be hard, but soft and soft, which would be afraid that he would not be able to resist.
At that time, Sima Jue and Su Xiaoxiao, they will be caught in the endless attacks of ghosts and dead souls.
Just then, Ye Qianji spoke.
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