Chapter 8 Xianfan has a thousand army mourning!(2/2)
The scream lasted for only a short breath and then stopped abruptly.
Mo Bei narrowed his eyes and looked at the black fog, and immediately showed great surprise and shock in his eyes!
The soldier shrouded in black fog shouted loudly the moment before. At the moment when he was shrouded in black fog, his flesh and blood were corroded and disappeared, turning into white bones, and his body was gone!
All the soldiers were panicked. Just now, the crowd was still like a iron wall, and they had already dispersed in an instant. They threw away their armor and abandoned their armor, pushed forward and backward, shouting in a panic and fleeing!
But the black fog spread very fast. Before these soldiers could run a hundred feet away, the black fog had already caught up and completely swallowed up the hundreds of soldiers present!
The screams of horror and screams stopped abruptly!
"Suck..." The old man with white eyebrows took a deep breath, and the black mist in the sky immediately gathered into a black light and sank into the mouth of the old man with white eyebrows again.
The black fog dissipated.
White bones are everywhere!
There was no more surviving sergeant in the hundreds of soldiers, only the thick white bones on the ground and the armor that still had residual heat.
Mo Bei's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the thick white bones. His expression continued to change, and a chill spread from his heart to his whole body.
He finally realized the horror of the immortal cultivator. With a wave of his hand, nearly a thousand people turned into white bones!
There are thousands of soldiers who are different from immortals and mortals!
Chapter completed!