The Blood Demon Sect Master licked his lips, as if he had finally enjoyed a full feast after being hungry for a long time.
He stared at the sky-covering ghostly shadow and said, "Your injuries from the last battle at the imperial palace still haven't healed."
"After fighting that old demon in the Demon Vein Desolate Land, you suffered even more injuries."
"Ghost Hag, have you decided how you want to die?"
After devouring the Blood Fiend Peak Master, the Blood Demon Sect Master's confidence soared. The way he looked at Ghost Mother Wuji was like a hunter gazing at his favorite prey.
He had failed at the imperial palace last time, but now his opponent had delivered herself to his door. No matter what, he had to leave this old ghost hag behind.
The black ghostly shadow twisted and let out a sharp, eerie laugh. "Hehe... I'm so scared."
Thunderous booms rang out as countless Ghostly Creatures came howling from all directions and merged into Ghost Mother Wuji's body.
The next second, under the Blood Demon Sect Master's disbelieving gaze, the already enormous black ghostly shadow suddenly swelled explosively, as if it were about to prop up and shatter the entire firmament.
A strange, chilling aura instantly filled the entire cliff.
Qilian Marketplace.
The girl's eyes were swollen red from crying. She looked back every three steps, but in the end, she never saw the person she wanted to see.
"Can this servant still see Master?"
Ying'er pressed her red lips together and asked the sword-robed woman beside her.
Feng Ling let out a soft sigh. "If you can become a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, perhaps you'll be able to see him again in the future."
"Come with me. If you stay here, you'll have