"Ah-"
The voice directly attacked the divine soul, like a group of ghosts wailing, it was extremely terrifying.
If song Changqing was here, he would have been severely injured by the ghost cry.
However, this roar had no effect on song qingxiao. Her expression remained unchanged as she pressed the rising vengeful spirit down into the water with absolute power.
Plop!
His palm sank into the river, and the black gas in the water immediately wrapped around him.
Every strand of black Qi was filled with resentment. The black Qi turned into threads and instantly bound her fingers.
A large amount of bone-chilling black gas drilled up through the gaps between her fingers like vines, and in a moment, it wrapped around her tightly.
The evil Yin Qi turned into a huge force of resentment, dragging her body down heavily.
"Ah-"
'Wuwuwu-'
The vengeful spirit was screaming and wailing, giving off a shrill and ear-piercing sound.
