My Female Ghost is Super Fierce

Seeing that Gao Yang suddenly turned his head and looked to the side with a dignified expression, the surrounding Grandmaster Xuanbei, Spirit Sword Master and others all followed Gao Yang's line of sight.

Soon, in the eyes of everyone, they saw the two figures approaching them quickly in the air.

However, as the two ghosts approached quickly, when they felt the yin qi fluctuations in the two ghosts, the expressions of Master Xuanbei and the others changed suddenly.

Spirit Sword Master said loudly: "Eighth-level ghost king, everyone be careful."

Hearing the voice, the expressions of others changed drastically.

When holding the weapon, he looked alert and nervous at the two fast approaching ghosts in the air.

The seventh-level ghost king is already considered a behemoth to these monks and the people of the Secret Service.

Not to mention the eighth grade.

For these monks and the Secret Service, dying is a matter of face to face.

Even Master Xuanbei and Master Lingjian had extremely solemn expressions.

Soon, as the two ghosts approached, both of them had already slid from the air and quickly charged towards Gao Yang, who was headed by them.

Looking at the two ghosts rushing towards him while the yin qi and the suffocating qi were surging wildly in the movement, Gao Yang's idol power was already mobilized in his body.

However.

Just when a roar had rushed out of Gao Yang's body, the power of the idol had already filled his body, in the sight of Gao Yang and the others.

After these two ghosts approached, they shouted at Gao Yang and the others, and then disappeared in front of everyone.

Only two sad eyes remained.

After a while, in the eyes of everyone, these two ghosts rushed directly to the altar after skipping the crowd.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, as two screams filled with unwillingness and horror sounded, the two ghosts had already turned into a strong corpse blood and penetrated into the altar in the mourning.

Seeing this scene, both Gao Yang and the others were stunned.

"What are you doing? Co-authoring these two guys just to say hello?"

I don't know if it was Gao Yang's illusion, but Gao Yang always felt that when the two ghosts were waving at him just now, it didn't seem like they wanted to attack him.

That demeanor and action, instead, was a bit like the feeling of someone who was about to die trying desperately to grab the last straw at the last moment.

However, before Gao Yang and the others figured out what happened to the two eighth-level ghosts just now, Gao Yang suddenly felt a little strange.

Immediately afterwards, the sight quickly lifted, and in Gao Yang's sight, the blood mist that had been thinned in the surrounding air quickly gathered again and all turned to the altar in front.

At this point, an inexplicable unease suddenly emerged in the hearts of others.

It was as if something extremely terrifying was looming close.

But Gao Yang was different from the others.

For others, danger can only be predicted and judged by feeling.

Whether or not it is up to God.

For Gao Yang, for danger, it is possible to judge the situation through the system.

Just like now, at the moment when the feeling of unease surfaced, there was a system in Gao Yang's mind that issued a prompt.

"Ding, evil spirits detected: target level evaluation: ninth level blood corpse"

Gao Yang: "..."

After confirming what the situation was, Gao Yang was silent.

After a while, Gao Yang already had a villain flipping the table in his heart.

82.3 "Made, there are even ninth-level Shura-level ghosts."

Originally, Gao Yang thought that the Secret Service's prediction was difficult to be accurate this time, and this place was indeed a ghost at the highest level of eight.

Up to now, there are still ghosts of the ninth level.

At this moment, Gao Yang was ready to hammer, the Secret Service was definitely the legendary poisonous milk.

In the future, as long as it is the result detected by the Secret Service, no matter the situation, the level of ghosts will be increased by one level.

After scolding a few words in his heart, Gao Yang turned his head and quickly asked, "Do you know how to get out now?"

Hearing Gao Yang's question, Master Xuanbei and Master Lingjian were stunned for a while, but they still responded, "I don't know, we haven't found a way to leave."

After speaking, it seemed that Gao Yang's reaction at the moment was wrong, so Master Xuanbei couldn't help asking: "That, fellow Daoist, is there any problem?"

Hearing this, Gao Yang pointed to the altar over there that was still absorbing the corpse and blood in this space and said, "If there is no accident, there should be a ninth-level Asura-level thing being prepared over there."

"Nine, level nine???"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked, obviously frightened.

As if responding to Gao Yang's words, a violent roar suddenly sounded from the altar below. _

Chapter 336 I can't help but call people over to continue the waves

At the moment when the roar sounded, the only remaining corpses in this space rushed towards the altar like wild horses running away.

Immediately afterwards, in this altar, there are already one after another beginning to appear on the edge.

And these cracks are constantly spreading over time.

After these cracks appeared, those roars were also a bit clearer.

"After yelling a hammer, is it great to be level 9?"

While complaining in his heart, at this moment, Gao Yang fully carried forward the fine tradition of "prudence" and incarnated into a madman.

Get over it and wave.

I can't do anything but call people over to continue the waves.

He bit his finger fiercely, squeezed out the blood, and dripped it onto the contract tattoo on the back of his hand.

When the contract tattoo lit up, Gao Yang recited both Liu Zhaoyun and Zhao Wan'er's names in his heart.

After all, this is the ninth-level Shura level.