The undead bird's wings formed a huge shadow that wrapped around song qingxiao. It got closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of her face!
The black mist that it spat out carried a strong fishy smell. Its wings were upright, and it seemed to be different from the Necromancer's spiritual body. The bird seemed to have transformed into a physical body!
The bird was extremely fierce and its speed was extremely fast.
At the moment of life and death, song Qing took a small step back. At the same time, he held the dagger tightly and subconsciously swung it with force!
The dagger left an afterimage in the air as it slashed at the bird's head!
The two Qi activities collided, and the sharp tip of the blade seemed to have entered a no man's land. It seemed to have cut off the bird's head before it could cut through any material object!
Song qingxiao was stunned when she saw the ferocious bird's head turn into a cloud of black mist.
