"Ding!"
"A ghost was frightened, Contribution Points +1000, Fire Manipulation Skill +1."
"Ding!"
"A Lust Demon was frightened, Contribution Points +100, Golden Spear Won't Fall +1."
"Ding..."
Series of system prompt sounds continuously ring out.
Xu Yang laughs heartily, chasing with his sword.
"Little darlings!"
"Run...run faster!"
One after another, Yin spirits perished under Xu Yang's sword, and the sound of passing on was endless.
Fear and death emotions constantly grew in the hearts of these Yin spirits.
At this moment, they had only one thought left—run!
The faster they escaped, the better!
Whoever could run to the front would be spared from death and have a chance to survive in the hands of the evil Northwest Hammer King!
If one were to look up from underground, they could see a huge dark cloud flying ahead, followed by a figure wielding a sword in pursuit...with every slash, the massive dark cloud shrank a bit!
