Vengeful spirit!

Curse!

This was the aura of a curse!

At the same time.

hiss-" a sinister laughter suddenly spread out from Bai Ye's sea of consciousness, causing his body to tremble slightly in shock! There was something in her sea of consciousness!

Following that, without waiting for Bai Ye and the rest to react, a black shadow darted out from her sea of consciousness, like a ghost, floating in front of Bai Ye.

“!”Bai Ye's pupils contracted slightly. Yu Jiuchong was already holding her hand tightly, his glass-like eyes staring at the ghost that appeared in front of him.

It wasn't an injustice to call the other party a ghost, because this ghostly existence looked like a human, but it actually didn't have a head!

And on his head, there was an ancient sword! The blade of the sword was buried deep in his neck! The rusty hilt became his "head"!

Not only that.