There were dozens of Leng Family members, men and women, young and old, all in werewolf form.
Faced with the Leng Family's charge, Master, who stood at the front, attacked without hesitation as well. Thunder Methods crashed down, and talismans flew forth.
Explosions rang out without end...
Watching the talismans, strange curse energies, howling vicious ghosts, and corpse fiends continuously rush toward us, we all attacked in turn.
Today, either the Leng Family would be slaughtered, or we would be the ones lying here.
"Kill!"
"Take them down!"
"Charge!"
"..."
Shouts continued one after another as everyone kept attacking.
All around us were cries of misery and screams...
In the first exchange alone, a large number of evil spirits were killed, and corpse fiends were slaughtered.
But our side was also greatly affected.
Even with Master holding the front line, the Green Robe vicious ghost charged about alongside the Leng Family members, tying Master down for the moment.
The remaining Leng Family members, evil spirits, and corpse fiends charged fiercely at us.
As a result, several immortals from Flying Dragon Hall failed to hold them back and were injured.
Everyone could still handle the evil spirits and corpse fiends.
But facing the Leng Family's evil cultivators, along with their unpredictable curses and talismans, was much harder to defend against.
After several exchanges, casualties began appearing among our group.
The seventh immortal of Flying Dragon Hall was ambushed by a Leng Family member, who struck him with a ghost talisman.
That immortal was instantly blown to death by the talisman, his soul scattered and destroyed.
Xia Feilong and the other immortals roared in fury at the sight.
"Seventh!"
"Seventh Master!"
"..."
We all frowned as well. Xia Feilong had nothing to do with this matter, yet because I had previously been