At this moment, Meng Fang Lan's screams became even more urgent. The ghost Chrysalis around seemed to have sensed her hatred, and began to merge with the ghost Chrysalis around them.
With that, the ghost Chrysalis 'strength had increased greatly, making them even more difficult to deal with.
In less than a minute, song qingxiao could already feel the change in the situation.
The blood-red Moon had already turned pitch-black, and at this time, a strange grinning ghost shadow seemed to have emerged from the moon.
The ghost Chrysalis that had devoured each other began to crawl over again. Their speed was faster and more ferocious than before.
Song qingxiao blocked several ghost Chrysalis. After cutting off their heads, several ghost Chrysalis on the other side crawled to her back, left, and right. They opened their mouths and spat out their pitch-black, bleeding tongues.
