Qin Shaofeng knew that he could only take action personally.
Fortunately, this brief rest had allowed him to recover a little.
And with the Ghost Corpses having already fled, he naturally no longer needed to guard against more Ghost Corpse Slaves swarming toward him as he drew his sword and attacked.
Ghost Fire Blazing Flame enhancement.
When facing Ghost Corpse Slaves of this level, the martial skills he used were merely the first few moves of the Heavenly Machine Sword.
Even so.
Every strike of his sword consumed a bit of Seven-Colored Origin.
The Ghost Fire Blazing Flame enhancement was calculated by the second, consuming six points every second.
Under the pressure of such terrifying consumption.
Qin Shaofeng's speed was truly incomparably fast.
In merely one breath, three seconds.
More than twenty Ghost Corpse Slaves had all turned into shattered stone, plunging directly toward the lake beneath his feet.
Amid a series of chiming sounds, the area around him had been completely cleared.
By this point, his expenditure had also reached an extreme.
Only the final hundred points of Seven-Colored Power remained.
Previously, a hundred points of Seven-Colored Power could have supported him in battle for a long time, but now, that was utterly impossible.
Watching over ten thousand Ghost Corpse Slaves continuously draw closer.
Not only did Qin Shaofeng have no intention of charging in to kill them, he instead turned and headed toward another open area.
The Ghost Corpse Slave Army was, after all, fighting the experts of the Three Continents.
With nearly eleven half-step Heavenly Dao experts among them, their speed appeared exceptionally slow.
Just as Qin Shaofeng widened the distance once more and reopened his wine gourd.
Seven figures abruptly appeared before him.
These seven were precisely the people he had brought whose cultivation had only