The terrifying shockwave exploded in a circular shape.
"Puff puff puff!"
At the center of the impact area, within a radius of ten meters, were the Life Ghosts.
In an instant, they were like rotten watermelons smashed by an invisible giant hammer, their bodies shattered inch by inch, collapsing into piles of filthy flesh.
The sneaking Life Ghost's high head was fiercely struck by the knee of one of the black figures.
The tough circular shell collapsed and exploded as if made of paper.
The foul body fluids and shattered internal organs splattered over ten meters away.
Smoke and blood mist filled the air.
Chu Kuanglan leaning heavily on the Giant Sword, breathing violently, covered in blood, as if he had just been pulled out from the Blood Pool.
He looked in shock at the three figures that suddenly appeared beside him.
Are they three "people"?
No...
They are three "things"!
They were draped in broken, barely recognizable ancient style armor fragments.
