Two drops of yellow tears rolled out of his eyes. He closed his eyes and prepared to die.
At this moment, song Qing flicked her fingers. Two streams of Qi flew out from her fingertips and turned into an extremely sharp chill. They quickly cut at the two streams of black gas that 'grabbed' uncle Shan.
With her current realm, even if she had recovered 60% of her power, she was far from what she had been before.
As soon as the coldness touched the demonic Qi, the ice spiritual power tore it apart.
Ice crystals spread along the eaves, instantly freezing all the condensed skulls.
As the demonic Qi was cut off, uncle Shan's body, which had been hanging high up, fell straight down.
The demonic energy on the ground sensed the delicious taste of human flesh and blood, and countless black tentacles burned up high like black flames.
Song qingxiao stomped on the steps.'Bang!'
