"Well? Sister, why are your damage higher than Blood Song!" Wuji Zhuifeng was shocked when he saw the damage caused by Linglongyu.

"Hmph!" Linglong Yu raised the corner of her mouth and said proudly: "I have a professional talent that is [Dienatural Enemy]. Since the undead monsters are closely related to the soul, my soul priest's attack will damage them even more!"

At this time, the ghost who was attacked by several people finally took action. It raised the black dagger in its hand and slashed in the air towards the direction of several people. A virtual black shadow shot towards the people. The shadow left a pitch-black path behind it, which was extremely strange. After a while, the shadow attacked the four people. The blood volume of the four people instantly dropped by a large part. At the same time, the people were also covered by a layer of black smoke, connected with the black path left by the shadow, and spread in front of the ghost like a black carpet. The ghost stepped on this path and quickly chased the people at a rapid speed, as if this path had an effect on it. The people were about to retreat, but found that their movements were extremely slow, which was in sharp contrast to the ghost's rapidity.

"This layer of black smoke is so weird! My movement speed has dropped by half!" Wuji Zhuifeng looked at the layer of black smoke on his body and said hatefully.

"Xiaoyu, release a soul light to us!" Huangsha saw that the ghost was about to approach and quickly urged him.

Linglongyu waved his whip and immediately released a soul light at the four people. The soul light exploded between the four people, and the blood volume of several people immediately recovered.

However, the greater surprise was at the back. The four of them suddenly realized that their retreating speed had actually increased! The layer of sticky smoke on their bodies disappeared! It seemed to be dispelled by the light of the soul!

"Take advantage of now, you guys quickly back, I'll go up and fight! Otherwise we'll all die!" Wuji Zhuifeng saw that the ghost was about to catch up with the four people, so he couldn't help but stand up and rushed towards the ghost. Huangsha, Linglongyu, Feng Ji took the opportunity to retreat, but he didn't stop. Huangsha pulled out a steel arrow and continued to shoot the ghost, while Feng Ji fired a small fireball. The small fireball was instantly fired, and there was no need to chant spells. In such a critical situation, stopping and chanting spells was simply seeking death!

At this time, Linglong Yu's eyes turned around and looked at Wuji Zhuifeng and Yougui, as if he had remembered something. He waved the magic whip and a soul chain flew out. The soul chain hit the ghost, quickly locked it, and then quickly connected it to Wuji Zhuifeng not far away! Linglong Yu quickly released a soul light at the ghost. The soul light quickly hit the ghost, bursting, and knocked off the blood volume of the ghost 300. Then the energy was transmitted along the soul chain to Wuji Zhuifeng. Wuji Zhuifeng's blood volume was immediately full. This soul light had a damage effect on the enemy and had a healing effect on himself. In conjunction with the use of the soul chain, it achieved these two effects at the same time!

The four people and the ghost were both very fast. In a blink of an eye, Wuji Zhuifeng rushed to the ghost. Wuji Zhuifeng quickly added a level 2 magic shield to himself, and then raised his sword and slashed hard on the ghost. The sword successfully cut into the ghost's body without encountering any obstacles. It seemed as if he was chopped in a ball of smoke, without feeling of force. Wuji Zhuifeng's body was staggered by the inertia of the sword and hit the ghost directly.

Almost in an instant, Wuji Zhuifeng was shrouded in a ball of black smoke, and his blood volume dropped rapidly, almost falling one by one. However, Wuji Zhuifeng was helpless. The black smoke was extremely sticky. His speed was greatly affected and he could not break free. Seeing that his blood volume was about to be exhausted, a ball of white light flew over and hit him, exploding with a bang. Wuji Zhuifeng's blood volume recovered a little, while the ghost next to him was blown back a few steps. Wuji Zhuifeng finally broke free from the black smoke. It turned out that the white light just now was the soul light released by Linglong Yu!

Wuji Zhuifeng stood in a position again, holding the sword in both hands, staring at the ghost in front of him. The ghost was attacked by several people repeatedly, extremely embarrassed and seemed to be angry. The dagger in his hand quickly slashed, and a shadow flew forward. Wuji Zhuifeng was the first to be hit by the shadow, and his blood volume dropped rapidly, leaving only the blood-skin state. However, the ghost was not finished yet, and continued to slash in the air with the dagger. Seeing that the second shadow was about to form, Wuji Zhuifeng had nowhere to hide!

Wuji Zhuifeng knew that he would die, so he quickly roared to the sky: "I am a great magic defense warrior, and magic defense is ineffective on me! Demon! Drag! Draw! Leave!" This roar was exhausted, like a person's last struggle before his death, quickly passed along the street, piercing through the darkness, and spreading to the underground world in all directions. Wuji Zhuifeng's roaring figure looked like a slow motion, frozen in the pupils of several people. At this moment, Wuji Zhuifeng seemed to have changed into a person, no longer the boy laughing and joking, but a god of war who used his life to protect his teammates!

As Wuji Zhuifeng roared to the sky, a blue light burst out from him, covering the earth in front of him, covering the ghost. However, a gloomy smile appeared on the corner of the ghost's mouth. The dagger in his hand had already cut out the second shadow. The shadow quickly shot forward. Wuji Zhuifeng opened his arms and faced the shadow, guarding the three people behind him. The posture of spreading his arms formed a silhouette, which was deeply engraved in the minds of the three people behind him. Almost in an instant, Wuji Zhuifeng was hit by the shadow and fell straight to the ground.

He is dead.

The three of them watched him die! The only one who could save him was Linglongyu, but the cooling time of Linglongyu's soul light was not over yet and could not be released!

"Brother!" Linglongyu looked at the figure lying on the ground and shed tears as big as beans. From childhood to adulthood, Wuji Zhuifeng has been so desperate that he has been desperate to protect her! She can't count how many times she has! Just now, Wuji Zhuifeng could use Shenyin, but for the sake of the safety of the three people behind him, he took the initiative to block the shadow and used his life to win a chance to distance the few people.

Xiaoyu sobbed and simply stopped retreating, but rushed forward on his own initiative.

"Xiaoyu, don't be excited!" Huang Sha quickly grabbed her, "You and Feng Ji are here, attacking the ghost from afar, I'll resist the ghost!"

"No, I'm going to save my brother!" Linglongyu tried hard and broke free from Huangsha, and rushed forward again. Huangsha took a few steps forward and grabbed Linglongyu again: "Listen to me! Go back! Death is expected. We have already had this awareness before! If I die too soon, but the ghost still has no sign of death. You and Feng Ji will use Shenyin! You can only give up!" After saying that, Huangsha rushed towards the ghost without waiting for Linglongyu's answer, and Feng Ji quickly pulled the excited Linglongyu.

Huangsha rushed towards the ghost. At this time, he was particularly calm. He only had the dark figure of the ghost in his eyes. He must block it, otherwise Wuji Zhuifeng would die of vain!
Chapter completed!