Fang Heng clearly saw two spiritual bodies rising from the corpse that had been smashed by the bullets, wrapped in two separate red lights.
Under the guidance of the red lights, the spiritual bodies floated toward the ceiling.
"Go!"
Amidst the rumbling of the revolving machine gun, Fang Heng lightly shouted.
The Book of the Dead released a weak fluctuation.
The two spiritual bodies were pulled by the fluctuation and strength released by the Book of the Dead and began to gradually shrink back.
Zhao Dongyang saw the book in Fang Heng's hand, and his eyes expressed shockness again.
What the hell was that?
The Book of the Dead?!
F*ck!
Did he study necromancy?
Wasn't he the owner of the vampire bloodline?
The logic chain that Zhao Dongyang had just built was destroyed again.
He was completely confused all over.
The owner of the holy weapon of the vampires actually learned necromancy?
