"What do you mean?" Lan Ear frowned.

"It's not interesting, you let Qi Shunhua go, we can talk about anything." Qiqi made a few moves with her palms on the ground, and the smell of blood on the tip of her nose lingered, reminding her to race against time to save Qi Shunhua.

"Don't let go." Blue Ear said firmly.

started fighting directly, Lan Er didn't have a chance of winning, so she had to rely on her flexible body to dodge around, but Qi Qi was in a hurry, and she almost used 8 percent of her ability to attack Lan Er. After a few rounds of absolute attacks and dodging as much as possible, Lan Er's chest began to rise and fall violently, and dodging also consumed spiritual power, so he simply started fighting.

Two black feathers were conjured out of the palm, and the blue ears and feet were pointed, making a very classical dancing posture, and the countless feathers around it formed an encirclement to prevent Qiqi from entering.

There is no rhythm. Blue Ears waved her feathers and danced in the protective ring, sometimes bending, sometimes raising her hands, sometimes flicking her sleeves, sometimes spinning, if she was not wearing a martial arts uniform, but a skirt, this dance might be a lot of polish.

Qiqi Tie blushed, and wanted to find out the people inside, what is she doing, showing off her dancing skills? We're fighting, okay, respect the opponent or not. I can't dance, it's a humiliation for Chiguoguo. Could it be that she is showing her love to herself? Birds like to show each other their dancing and beautiful plumage when courting. Qiqi looked down at himself, and there was nothing attractive about his body.

Shaking her head, Qi Qi conjured a rattan thorn sword, accumulating spiritual power on the blade, it turned out that she did think too much, and wisps of black smoke came out from the black feathers around the blue ears, and as she danced more and more.

A one-legged jump, the black feathers pointed directly at Qiqi, the black smoke rushed out of the encirclement, like a stack of Arhats into three human figures, in an instant, three men and women in ancient costumes with blood stains on their bodies and pale faces appeared from the dissipated black smoke, their feet hung in the air, and their scarlet eyes looked at Qiqi who was pointed at by the feathers.

Ghost Cultivation Advanced Table: Resentful Ghosts, Evil Ghosts, Powerful Ghosts, Evil Ghosts, Ghost Kings, Ghost Immortals. The higher they go, the stronger their sense of autonomy becomes, and ordinary people can't control it at all, and the three ghosts in front of them are properly powerful ghosts judging from the ghostly aura they emit.

"Why do you know how to do ghostcraft?" Qiqi asked in surprise, the lovely woman in front of her was a beast spirit of the Kingfisher clan, how could she practice ghost arts.

Blue Ear, who was dancing on her own, did not answer the question, and her biggest goal now was to drag the difficult man in black until the end of the sacrifice ceremony.

Qiqi didn't care whether she answered or not, and asked again, "Those blackbirds are controlled by you?" ”

Before he finished speaking, three hideous ghosts flashed their claws and attacked Qiqi together with their feathers wrapped in black smoke.

"This is long overdue." The corners of Qiqi's lips hooked a relaxed small groove, his wrist flipped the hilt of the rattan thorn sword, flew and jumped, unceremoniously stepped on the face of a male ghost, and drew two knife waves in the direction of the blue ear.

The three ghost heads drew an arc, especially the man whose pale cheeks were stained with blood-colored footprints, the green tendons on his forehead were protruding, and his eyes were swishing at Qiqi who flew over.

The light dancing blue ear bent his knees and made a half-hugging pipa dance posture, and he bent down flexibly, perfectly avoiding the knife wave.

Qiqi, who missed the opportunity, wrinkled his eyes, did not turn around, but entangled with the three powerful ghosts with the rattan thorn sword.