Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Lin Xiao unexpectedly...

And the backhand.

This was something she hadn't thought of.

Originally, she thought that Lin Xiao's full strength had already been shown, but...he even gave himself a big surprise now!

Then, a strange phenomenon happened.

The walking corpses around Liu Yuan and the others were all stuck in place, motionless.

Their bodies seemed to be imprisoned by invisible chains, unable to move.

"Black impermanence?!"

When the Ghost City God on the high platform saw the phantom of impermanence on Lin Xiao's head, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Whoever hurts my master will die..."

Heiwuchang's voice was extremely cold.

The mourning wand in his hand slammed directly and viciously at Ghost City God's Dharma image.

Click! !

But wherever the mourning stick passed, the surrounding air began to collapse one after another.

Piece after piece.

Endless ghost energy frantically surged towards Ghost City God.

"Humph!"

Ghost City God smiled coldly, and stomped the scepter on the ground fiercely.

A circular air arc is centered on his Dharma form and spreads out in all directions.

The moment when you come into contact with the magic stick of mourning.

The air arc exploded directly.

The ground was instantly cracked, like a spider's web, spreading towards the surroundings.

And the weeping stick was immediately thrown away.

Lin Xiao could feel very clearly...

The phantom of black impermanence trembled slightly, and the ghost energy in his body weakened a bit.

As expected.

In the face of Ghost City God, a mid-S-level ghost, it's really not enough.

After all, among the top ten handsome men, Hei Wuchang's strength is not high.

"Hei Wuchang dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?! Kneel down!"

The voice of Ghost City God was extremely coercive, and it swept towards Hei Wuchang.

"Go away!"

Heiwuchang roared loudly, raised the mourning stick in his hand again, and then slammed it down hard.

bang! !

The mourning stick hit the invisible coercion, and ghostly aura shot up into the sky.

All the tiles on the roof of the temple were instantly blown away.

"I don't know how to lift..."

Ghost City God didn't panic at all, he let go of the scepter in his hand, and shot towards Hei Wuchang.

"Heiwuchang, be careful!"

Lin Xiao opened his mouth to remind.

Hei Wuchang waved his mourning stick to resist.

boom! ! !

With a burst of ghostly air rising.

Hei Wuchang's heart was pierced directly, leaving a big hole.

Endless ghost energy gushes out from the big hole.

Lin Xiao could clearly feel that Hei Wuchang's vitality was frantically passing away.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Ghost City God let out a cold and strange cry, which sounded very piercing, shrill, and desolate.

"Ox head horse noodles, now!!"

Lin Xiao gritted his teeth, allowing the blood to overflow from his mouth.

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