The pair of pitch-black ghostly claws slapped on the talisman, making a sizzling sound of burning. Then, black smoke rose, and a burnt smell came from it.
The old ghost seemed to be in extreme pain, and his face that was faintly visible in the black mist let out a deafening roar.
When the talisman landed on the old ghost's face, it had already used up a lot of its spiritual power. Now, when it was grabbed by the ghost claw, the yin Qi corroded it and it lost all its spiritual nature. The ghost claw tore off the talisman along with the skin and flesh on the old ghost's face!
A piece of the old man's withered skin was torn off, revealing the grayish-black bones of his face under the skin and flesh. It looked extremely terrifying.
At this time, his eyes were full of hatred as he stared at song Qing. As the ghosts around him wailed, his hostility began to intensify, as if he was completely enraged by song Qing.
"Not good."
