"The ghost head that you just summoned looks a little similar to fan Wu ..."
Song qingxiao thought of the ghostly shadows formed by the dark purple flames and the ghost heads that the demonic soul had released earlier. They were very similar to fan Wu's appearance after his essence was sucked.
As soon as her voice fell, the Qing Ming token that was holding her stomach raised a hand, and a ghost head flew out from the tip of her finger.
The appearance of this ghost head was naturally smaller than the previous one. However, the face that was similar to fan Wu's was extremely ferocious and filled with Yin energy.
Perhaps it was because of her advancement, the increase in the Qing Ming token's strength, and the meal it had, the ghost head it had released at this time seemed to have a physical body, and it carried a chilling aura of death.
"As expected, it's fan Wu ..."
Song qingxiao took a closer look at the ghost head, frowned, and muttered.
