"This ..." This sudden change stunned the people who thought they were going to die.
The resentment that had accumulated for nearly a hundred years in the underground tomb began to surge, turning into a thick cloud of ink that could not be dispersed. It fiercely pounced on the ghostly face in the air.
"Ah!"
The moment the black gas hit her face, the female ghost let out an extremely sharp and long howl, as if she was very angry.
"Die! Die! Die!"
A large amount of Yin energy escaped from the ghostly face, and the countless black threads began to expand. Like thousands of black needles, they pierced into the black cloud with a boom.
"Wuuu ..."
The black cloud was pierced by the black needles, and the painful moans of countless resentful ghosts could be heard.
However, the next moment, the pile of bones in the underground tomb moved again.
'Ka ka ka-'
