“Oh no, they are lying in wait for me. Hurry over!”
The bewitching woman let out a sharp voice and shouted angrily.
“It’s Too Late!”
Wang Xian revealed a cold expression. The attacks of the three of them arrived in an instant.
“You guys...”
The bewitching woman felt that her voice was blocked by a layer of energy. Her expression was extremely ferocious. She waved her arm and the human skull staff in her hand was swung forward.
“Evil ghosts devour gods!”
“Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!”
One by one, the evil-looking human skull staff emitted ferocious ghost shadows. The terrifying energy attacked Wang Xian and the rest.
“Boom!”
Wang Xian’s spiritual sword dispersed the ghost shadows formed by the demonic aura. The ocean-pacifying divine needle and Ao Qitian’s sword attacked the woman.
“Ah!”
A ferocious look appeared on the evil-looking woman’s face. She resisted the attacks of Ao Jian and AO qitian. She spat out blood instantly and fled into the distance.