My Female Ghost is Super Fierce

But with the battle, the monks on Li Xiuming's side also suffered casualties.

The situation can be said to be tragic to the extreme.

"Emperor, we will help you."

However, in the midst of the frantic battle between the two sides, the three fifth-level ghosts on one side had just solved the ghosts that had been besieging the enemies around them, and suddenly screamed and rushed towards Zhao Wan'er.

Feeling the familiar yin fluctuations behind her, Zhao Wan'er's eyes lit up, and her attack became more intense, as if she was preparing to provide opportunities for the three ghosts behind her.

"not good"

On the other hand, these monks changed their expressions when they noticed the three fifth-level ghosts and the ghosts rushing towards the edge of the formation.

Now it's just Zhao Wan'er and they are a little tired of dealing with it.

If there are a few more fifth-level ghosts now, it will definitely not be a good thing for them.

However, just when the three fifth-level ghosts had just rushed to Zhao Wan'er's side, and when they were about to pass Zhao Wan'er and kill Li Xiuming and other cultivators, they saw a flash of light in the eyes of these three fifth-level ghosts.

The next moment, in the stunned gaze of Zhao Wan'er and the cultivators, these three fifth-level ghosts turned in unison, and each sharp claws were swung directly on Zhao Wan'er's body.

ps: Because I have to make up for the chapter that was missing yesterday, and this time is all five shifts, I will follow the reader's suggestion today and directly compensate Hawan for seven shifts! _

Chapter three hundred and sixty-three

Originally, Zhao Wan'er was concentrating on responding to the attacks of Li Xiuming and others at this moment, and she was completely unaware of these three fifth-level ghosts.

Therefore, even if she sensed something was wrong, in such a short distance, even if Zhao Wan'er was repelling two of the fifth-level ghosts, she was still injured by another fifth-level ghost.

However, while being injured, Zhao Wan'er felt an indescribable pain quickly coming from her wound.

Looking down quickly, Zhao Wan'er was surprised to find that the wound on her shoulder was flickering with green light.

Not only that, an inexplicable energy also penetrated into Zhao Wan'er's body along the wound.

Under the stimulation of this energy, Zhao Wan'er found that the Yin Qi in her body was slowly dissipating over time.

"Soul Fragrance?"

Looking at the faint green light on her "one eighty three" wound, Zhao Wan'er's eyes narrowed.

Scattering incense has a great influence on ghosts.

Ordinary low-level ghosts, if they touch the soul-dispelling incense, the yin in the body will continue to dissipate until finally the spiritual body cannot be maintained.

For Zhao Wan, although this soothing fragrance will not have such a significant impact, it usually takes less than an hour to resolve the impact of this soothing fragrance.

But at the moment, Zhao Wan'er is in a battle!

Originally, Zhao Wan'er's strength and level were only able to exert the strength of a seventh-level ghost king because of the formation.

Now adding this soul-dispelling incense is tantamount to making things worse.

It seems that Zhao Wan'er's situation has become more serious at this moment.

Thinking about it, when Zhao Wan'er looked at the few fifth-level ghosts, the killing intent in her eyes was almost unstoppable.

Li Xiuming and the other cultivators were stunned when they looked at the three or three fifth-level ghosts and Zhao Wan'er, who was more seriously injured.

"Yes, it's the fragrance of the soul."

However, just as Zhao Wan'er was tumbling with murderous intentions about the ghosts who had just attacked her, a cold and proud voice sounded from one side.

At the same time as this voice sounded, hundreds of figures quickly rushed in from the entrance of the hall with a low roar, and then quickly surrounded Zhao Wan'er and the monks in the hall.

Surrounded by this group of ghosts, the dozens of cultivators who were constantly blessing the formation at the moment were all shocked, and many people had plans to give up maintaining the formation to defend against the enemy.

"Be obedient to control the formation, and whoever dares to tamper with it will die."

However, before these cultivators could change their minds, the cold and proud voice rang out again.

The next moment, another gray shadow had already rushed into the hall and was floating on the edge of the formation.

The Yin Qi fluctuations on his body clearly indicate the identity of this figure.

An eighth-level ghost king.

When looking at this eighth-level ghost king, Zhao Wan'er said with a condensed expression: "It's you! Heavy!"

Hearing Zhao Wan'er's voice, this eighth-level ghost king, that is, put his heavy gaze on Zhao Wan'er.

After a slight pause, Shen Zhong said, "That's right, Zhao Wan'er, I didn't expect it! I didn't die, and the blessing of dragging on these blood moons made me go directly from level six to level eight."

As he spoke, heavy madness and murderous intent filled his heavy eyes.

Listening to the heavy words, Zhao Wan'er said coldly, "It was you who helped fuel the flames behind everything."

Hearing this, he said solemnly and bluntly: "Yes, in the past half month, most of the monks in the Mangshan faction and Yuyang City were killed by me, not only that, the person who framed the blame on you was also me .

Even the formation of these monks in your mausoleum is because I bribed the three seventh-level ghost kings under your command to make them turn a blind eye.

It's a pity that you know it's a little late. "

There were not many stupid people present.

Listening to Shen Shen and Zhao Wan'er's words, the people around and those ghosts still don't understand what it means?

In particular, Li Xiuming's cultivators from the seventh-level Celestial Master Realm were even more shocked.

Looking back now, when they sneaked into the range of the ghosts and mythical creatures to set up the formation, the process was surprisingly smooth.

It turns out that all this was originally helped by other ghosts.

Then, after a pause, he said with a heavy "hehe" and laughed: "However, thanks to you too"

Long before the first blood moon came, Shen Zhong was also a level 6 ghost in Yuyang City, and his subordinates even had quite a few subordinates...?  …

It's just that when he met Zhao Wan'er to expand his power, because he coveted Zhao Wan'er's beauty, he made a heavy statement and was almost killed by Zhao Wan'er.

For living people, ghosts are more perverse and more vengeful.

As time went by, in Shen Zhong's heart, things on Zhao Wan'er's side not only did not fade, but instead accumulated deeper and deeper in Shen Zhong's heart.

However, a few months ago, when Shen Zhong had just been promoted to the eighth-level ghost king, when he came back confidently with his powerful strength, he found that Zhao Wan'er had already become a ninth-level Asura-level ghost.

At this point, after knowing that it was impossible to defeat Zhao Wan'er by himself, it was Shen Zhong who came up with such a method to kill with a knife.

After listening to the heavy words, Zhao Wan'er took a deep breath and looked at the three ghost kings whose strength had been suppressed to the fifth level at the moment. After pondering for a while, she asked slowly, "Why?"