"Ye Fan! You~, what kind of combat skills are you doing? Have you awakened the bloodline of the Wing Clan? But why is it bloody?"

Princess Ling Jiaojiao looked up and asked in shock.

"Princess, there are so many people here that they can't use them with powerful means. You can kill here slowly. Let's go out to deal with the ghost soldiers outside first."

Ye Fan chuckled.

"Ye Fan, don't go too far! You eat meat in big mouthfuls and don't even leave some meat residue for us!"

"At least, leave us a bite of soup!"

Li Hao and Pan Yun were fighting with a large group of ghost masters who flocked into the underground palace. They were so angry that they almost vomited blood when Ye Fan said that, and they gritted their teeth with hatred.

A large group of ghost masters in the underground palace joined forces, and it is very difficult for the martial master to kill ghost masters of the same level.

Moreover, the two sides fought together at close range, and almost everyone was close to each other. They could not easily use powerful vitality skills. A little further apart, they might be their own people. Even if they are very strong, they are still unable to use them.

However, it is much easier to kill low-level ghost soldiers when rushing out. Killing one ghost soldier is much less effective than killing another ghost soldier, but if you kill more ghost soldiers, it will also be a huge battle record.

"Breaking through the air-blinking-!"

Ye Fan ignored them at all and spit out three words.

blow!

He and his two women turned into a blood-colored light and shadow, and instantly, from a gap that was several feet high above the passage that could be passed by, a crowded passage flashed out of the air, and several flashed continuously, flying out of the underground palace.

There were seven or eight thousand low-level ghost soldiers outside, which was enough for the three of them to kill.
Chapter completed!