Ghost Yan forced Little Master back with a single move, but did not pursue him. Forming a hand seal, he pointed through the air at the eight Earthly Fiend Corpse Kings.
Eight streaks of purple light shot from his hand-eight purple crystal beads. They flashed into the Earthly Fiend Corpse Kings' bodies before Shen Luo could reach them. An eerie purple glow immediately lit up the eight Corpse Kings, their corpse qi withdrew entirely, and seductive allure bloomed across their forms.
The eight swept their long sleeves through the air, their bodies like soaring cranes, and began dancing gracefully on the spot, displaying their beauty to the utmost, enchanting beyond measure.
Seeing the change in the Corpse Kings, Shen Luo immediately stopped to examine them. After barely two glances, his head grew heavy and muddled, as though he were drunk. His body stirred restlessly, on the verge of dancing along with the eight Earthly Fiend Corpse Kings.
Fortunately, his breakthrough to the true immortal stage had refined the power of his divine soul. He immediately noticed something was wrong and hastily used the Buzhou Suppression Divine Art, finally restoring clarity to his mind.
What a terrifying dance of enchantment. What divine ability is this? Shen Luo flashed backward, inwardly shocked.
He had seen plenty of enchanting abilities, and his Netherworld Ghost Eye possessed some power to beguile as well. Yet compared with the ability these eight Earthly Fiend Corpse Kings were using, it fell short by far more than a little.
His earlier dizziness had not merely been mental confusion. His heart demon had also begun to stir. The dance these Corpse Kings performed seemed capable of reaching a person's heart demon!
Shen Luo was about to examine the Earthly Fiend Corpse Kings more closely when his expression changed.
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