"These third-tier ghost spirits, all in their mid-stage, is it by chance, or is there another reason?" Li Chengsheng looked at the arrogant spirits and a strange thought arose in his heart.
Despite the aid of the Formation, the cultivators in the city were struggling to defend. If he didn't take action, surely some ghost spirits would break through.
And what awaited the mortals within the walls would be a bloody massacre!
Boom—
Li Chengsheng casually struck, eliminating a group of low-tier ghost spirits that approached the city walls. The blaze roared fiercely, the scorching heat causing nearby low-tier ghost spirits to retreat in haste.
His actions also caught the attention of those third-tier ghost spirits.
"Roar! Golden Core cultivator! You are courting death!"
The third-tier ghost spirits roared in unison, charging at Li Chengsheng with their Yin Qi condensed Magical Treasures, carrying the momentum to shatter the air as they smashed towards him.
