"How did the Greenstone Sect manage this? How could every last one of them fall?"
The senior disciples blocking the Greenstone Sect disciples found it unbelievable.
Had this sect been struck by heaven's wrath? Not a single one had escaped-even their sect master was finished.
"Damn it, these bastards won't die even after being parasitized! Their arms fall off, and they can still put them back together!" Jiang Li severed one disciple's arm.
Yet before long, the disciple actually picked it up himself and reattached it.
"Senior Brother Jiang, you've got it easy. I just saw someone pick up their own head and put it back on," a senior sister beside him complained incessantly.
"Looks like we need to burn them." Jiang Li threw several explosive fire talismans over, but before the talismans detonated, those disciples actually leaped away like grasshoppers.
Everyone exchanged bewildered looks.
"Are people parasitized by the devil race all this nimble?"
They could barely believe their eyes.
"No, that's not right. Their movements were very stiff earlier, or we wouldn't have tied them up so easily." Remembering what had happened before, Jiang Li fell into thought.
"Perhaps the devil leading them has been controlling them from the shadows all along." Xing Yue keenly noticed that the devil called Ling'er had vanished. Perhaps she had already hidden herself amid the chaos.
"Let's split up. We have to stop every last one of these demonic beasts!" Jiang Li flew over on his sword.
The other senior disciples tightened their grips on their swords and began sweeping through the enemies again.
The group fleeing up ahead was getting tired too. Lan Yue felt they could not keep this up; they could not rely on their senior sister's strength forever.
What would they do once their senior sister's spiritual energy