787: C787 Skeletal Spell

C787 Skeletal Spell

Zhao Zhile looked at the scene in front of him. His goddess was blasphemed by a little kid. Her originally handsome face became twisted and her eyes became bloodshot. The killing intent emitted from her body shook countless people.1

"Corpse Curse, appear!"

Zhao Zhile raised his index and middle fingers and snorted. A drop of scarlet blood dripped from his palm.

"Sizzle …"

The blood that fell to the ground was like a spider web that quickly covered the entire garden. The blood fell to the ground like a spider web that quickly covered the entire garden.

"This is, Sikong Wei's secret technique, the Bone Corpse Curse, able to use his own blood essence as a contract to call upon the strongest aggrieved soul within a thousand kilometers to fight!"

"Oh my god, I heard that a long time ago, Zhao Zhile's father used this secret art and activated a half-step Divinity Expert from ten thousand years ago!"

"Within these thousand miles, I've heard that there are several tombs of powerful experts. I wonder if Zhao Zhile will attract Eighth Level of Incarnation Stage, or even level nine Incarnation Expert. If that's the case, this Wind Garden Tower will quickly become a sea of blood!"

"Lie down. "F * ck, then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and run!"

When the crowd saw this scene unfold before them, they all lost their minds in fear. Each one of them had pale expressions as their bodies involuntarily trembled, and they fled in fright with their hands covering their heads.

Soon, not a single person could be seen amidst the dense crowd. Although Ye Wushuang's beauty was tempting, in the face of life and death, it was still a matter of life and death.

Ye Xiaofan lowered his head to look at the blood under his feet. He could not help but feel disgusted, as if this was something he was born with.

"Zhao Zhile, are you crazy!"

Ye Wushuang frowned deeply as a grave expression appeared in her blue eyes.

"Hehe, Ye Wushuang, guess if I'm crazy or not? As long as you accompany me for one night, I'll let you go. Oh, of course, the condition is that you give that little bastard to me."

"I want to skin this little bastard bit by bit. After that, I'll peel off his little head …"

"Tsk tsk …"

Zhao Zhile laughed sinisterly, his sharp laughter resonating throughout the entire garden.

The women of the phoenix orchid group all fell to the ground in fear under this oppressive aura. Their delicate bodies couldn't help but tremble. They wanted to stand up, but they were so frightened that they couldn't even muster a bit of strength.

"Before, I thought you were a genius, but I didn't expect you to be an animal, a crazy animal."

Ye Wushuang was so angry that her delicate body trembled. She bit her lips and said angrily.

"All of you, stop him. Leave that little bastard to me."

Zhao Zhile gestured for Eighteen King Kong to attack. After that, his body disappeared into the blood net like a puddle of rotten water.

whoosh whoosh … *

The eighteen King Kong closed in on them. They raised their huge fists and punched towards Ye Wushuang without any mercy. In their eyes, there was no beauty, only an order.

"Bang bang …"

Ye Wushuang's body released an aura of Fifth Level of Incarnation Stage, and lotuses appeared around her body. Her two white sleeves were like long whips, sweeping out in all directions with a white Genuine Qi, enveloping Ye Xiaofan and himself, blocking 18 Vajra's attacks.

But in the end, two fists couldn't even fight against four hands, let alone one person fighting eighteen people. In less than three breaths, Ye Wushuang had already become dispirited, the power on her white sleeves had been reduced a little by the punches, becoming very dim.

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