Now, with the aid of Feng Qing'an's power, having replenished part of her original source, she has reached the realm she should have reached long ago. The Ghostly Clan, even if they are at the same level as her, so what?
"This place has a special layout? But even so, my lord's origin is beyond your imagination!"
Even seeing Feng Qing'an's relaxed posture, the Black Ghost King still remained calm, exuding great confidence.
He took out a pitch-black beast skull, a skull the size of a small house, holding it in his claws. Accompanied by the clear sound of breaking, the skull shattered, and streams of black energy infused with eerie and dangerous elements gushed out.
Lukulu——
As if the strange roar of wheels rolling over the ground echoed, the black energy intertwined and transformed into a five-headed monster bird. Even though it was only a cluster of black energy, the moment it took form, it radiated a divine power that made all ghosts wail and retreat.
"Crush it!"
