"Once you are dead I can refine your body! Since I can't kill you with one blow, then I will give you another blow!"
The eerie voice drifted down from the sky, the old woman looked at the figure standing in the web of blood and saw that the ghosts were afraid to come forwards, and she knew that there must be something in her body that made the ghosts afraid to approach.
So while she still hadn't gathered her breath, her hands condensed a ball of blood in the air, the ball fresh blood roared fiercely as it surged and the sky was covered in dark clouds. Her breath seemed to be controlled by her, solidified in the air and injected into the ball of blood.
Upon seeing this, Feng Jiu's heart sank as a bad feeling crept up.
The opponent was too strong, it was considered quite good that she was able to fight like this with her Nascent Soul strength. Now that she was injured internally, how could she withstand another blow from her?
