Duan Chuxue felt that his decision was really too wise!

She should have done this for a long time!

Therefore, she no longer speaks with Ye Qingli, but urges the formation with full force.

As her face began to pale.

Duan Chuxue felt that his body was almost exhausted.

But at this moment, the Stygian Great Formation finally accumulated all its strength.

"go to hell--"

Duan Chuxue roared.

The two hands were claw-shaped, and they quickly grabbed forward.

Almost at the same time, Ye Qingli's surprised voice came from her ear.

"Huh, how did you become like an old witch?"

At this time, Duan Chuxue's face was pale and his cheeks were deep.

The fingers are as dry as chicken feet.

From a distance, it seems like it is really decades old.

This is the aftermath of the Styx!

After the energy is consumed, it takes a long time to recover!

But Duan Chuxue doesn't care!

Anyway, she has broken through to the high level of the king!

Even if she left the Temple of War now, she would not get nothing!

Killing this bitch is her biggest wish now!

So, hearing Ye Qingli's sarcasm, Duan Chuxue didn't care about it at all.

In her view, this is just a beggar pity that a loser issued before he died!

The ultimate winner is her!

The ghosts in the sky swept toward Ye Qingli.

Sealed all her retreat up, down, left and right.

Duan Chuxue's eyes suddenly showed excitement.

Styx, kill in one blow!

I have never heard of anyone who can escape in the Styx!

These ghosts impregnated with her essence and blood will soon pounce on Ye Qingli, and then, drain all the spiritual power and blood in her body ...

Turn her into a corpse!

"Die—"

The ghosts screamed at Ye Qingli, and in a blink of an eye, completely submerged her thin body.

Duan Chuxue's mouth provoked a smile, ready to watch the moment when Ye Qingli became a corpse.

Huh?

Duan Chuxue was slightly surprised.

She didn't hear that, as expected, Ye Qingli screamed.

Was she really too shocked, sucked up by these ghosts, and fell to the ground and died?

"OK!"

Just when Duan Chuxue just wanted to get closer and see what happened.

Her smile quickly condensed on her face.

Because he found that surrounded by ghosts, Ye Qingli had no trace at all!

"What about her?"

Duan Chuxue raised his head blankly, his face dumbfounded.

impossible!

This is Styx. How can he get out of formation so quickly?

Once trapped, there is no hope to escape for life!

These ghosts can only be sucked into corpses!

Seeing no trace of Ye Qingli, Duan Chuxue finally couldn't bear it, and she stepped into the formation.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a break from her back.

"Nine Nether Phoenix Cut!"

Flames of tens of meters long are coming!

The God of War attack was thoroughly strengthened in the God of War temple.

"boom!"

Duan Chuxue did not think about it, his body flew forward.

But the air of the knife was still chopped on her back.

Suddenly left a scar with visible bone!

"How did you do it?"

Duan Chuxue turned back, his eyes widening in disbelief!

Just now, she used the Stygian formation to trap Ye Qingli.

How could she get away from the formation?

Those elders in the medical god society may not have this ability!