Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 511 Eye of the Storm

When Su Xingzhi was getting closer and closer to the blue flash, the miasma that had been circulating quietly around him suddenly surged violently, boiling like boiling water that had just been boiled.

Up, down, left, and right, the white miasma began to spin crazily, gradually turning from milky white to gray, and countless large or small miasma vortexes suddenly appeared in front of him, with a faint suction force, attacking the awakening from all directions.

Su Xingzhi stopped his figure, his face sank like water, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was waiting for something.

When the first vortex of miasma quietly rolled over from behind the wake, she suddenly let out a cold snort.

Then, in the emerald light ball that had been hanging in front of her as a light, Huo Di shot up a golden light, which complemented the blue light emitted by the light ball, and immediately forced the surrounding miasma vortex back a lot.

Su Xingzhi looked coldly at the whirlpools that seemed to want to swallow her with wide open mouths, the corners of her pale lips raised slightly: "Do you want to swallow me that much? Let's see if you can eat it. "

As she spoke, she suddenly rushed towards one of the largest miasma vortices.

As soon as Su Xingzhi's figure entered the huge miasma vortex, he immediately felt the pulling force around him increase sharply, the gusts of wind howled, and all kinds of poisonous miasma poured in from all directions.

Even a character as strong as Su Xingzhi was uprooted by this huge force of nature, and flew straight into the sky like a paper kite.

For a moment, when he woke up, he could only feel the sound of bitter wind, and the churning miasma was like the roar of a raging wind god.

But Su Xingzhi was not frightened, she squinted her eyes a little, adjusted her figure in mid-air, and then pushed out her hands into palms.

The emerald light ball looming in the mist of Su Xingzhi once again shone brightly, creating a relatively peaceful space in the brilliant blue-golden light.

"Tsk, trouble."

Su Xingzhi looked at the surrounding situation again, and saw that the surrounding storm was getting stronger and stronger, the clouds were steaming and raging, and there was a gray cloud everywhere.

It seems that the miasma vortex she broke into is the eye of the storm hidden in the static miasma.

"Okay, if you hit the right spot, then come on."

Su Xingzhi evoked a cruel smile, hooked his hands upwards, and the emerald bead immediately rose to a higher place, and then spun and expanded more and more.

(End of this chapter)