I had already swung my sword.
"Die!"
The peak red-robed ghost reacted too quickly. He raised a ghost claw again to block my attack, and even let out an "Aah!" roar at me. His sharp fangs and savage appearance would have scared an ordinary person to tears.
But this time, he was doomed.
Because my left hand had long since put away the Black Umbrella and formed the hand seal for the Spirit-Burning Art.
Then I issued a command:
"Spirit fire burns away the dust of the Three Realms, leaving souls scattered without a trace. Spirit-Burning Art: Command!"
The hand seal struck out and slammed directly into the red-robed fierce ghost's chest.
In an instant, yellow-black flames rose with a hum, igniting across his chest.
"Aah..."
The red-robed fierce ghost immediately let out a piercing scream, and our group hurriedly retreated...
Once struck by the Spirit-Burning Art, he was as good as dead...
The yellow-black flames rapidly spread across his body.
The red-robed fierce ghost continuously released ghostly energy, trying to suppress the netherfire. But these flames fed on yin baleful ghostly energy.
The more ghost essence he had, the more fiercely they burned.
In the blink of an eye, the yellow-black flames had spread over the red-robed evil ghost's entire body.
He kept struggling and shrieking, his mouth constantly producing pained cries of "Aow! Aah!"
Finally, he collapsed to the ground with a thud, gradually fading into black smoke...
Clearly, he would not survive.
"Ou Doudou! We finally got him!"
Zhang Yuchen stared wide-eyed.
Pan Ling and Mao Jing beside him also sighed in relief.
I stared at the Octagonal Well not far away. "We can't hesitate either. Destroy the formation's core first!"
With that, I was the first to charge forward. I did not even want to absorb