"Ghost Spirit!"
Song Yuheng's face turned grim, urgently saying:
"Quick, disperse them. If that group behind approaches, we definitely won't escape!"
As he spoke, he opened his mouth, releasing a flying knife, which slashed at the gray shadow in front of him.
Crack!
In an instant, the gray shadow was split in two.
However, a strange scene occurred; after being divided, the gray shadow quickly reformed, though it appeared much dimmer.
"Ghost Spirit Shadow Shura!"
Song Yuheng's face changed dramatically. Though this creature wasn't highly powerful, it was extremely troublesome. Within the ghostly mist, even as a Core Formation Cultivator, he found it hard to destroy.
"Who has a Thunder Talisman!" Song Yuheng called out urgently.
To deal with this creature, only thunder attribute techniques could destroy it!
"I have it!"
Xuan Feizi, with a serious expression, patted his Storage Bag and took out three dazzling blue talismans, throwing them at the dozen or so black shadows.
