"Master...... The futile feels like he ...... I'm going to die......" Zhou Ming said weakly, but his hands still hugged the neck of the white-haired female corpse, at this moment, Zhou Ming's face had turned black, probably caused by sucking too much black mist from the mouth of the white-haired female corpse.

"Ming'er...... You're not going to die...... Neither of us will die...... Master must take you out......" Qingfeng Dao Chang said with a little choked up, his eyes suddenly turned red, and there were faint tears flashing in his eyes.

Zhou Ming suddenly grinned, this smile, but a large stream of black blood gushed out of his mouth, all of which spit on the body of the white-haired female corpse, and then slipped from the body of the white-haired female corpse to the body of the Qingfeng Dao Chief, suddenly, Zhou Ming's eyes rose with a fierce look, he opened his mouth, bit the neck of the white-haired female corpse, and as soon as he looked up, he tore off a piece of skin and flesh on the neck of the female corpse, but when he saw the female corpse roaring again, he let go of the Qingfeng Dao Chang, and turned around to grab Zhou Ming behind him, Zhou Ming seemed to be bent on dying at this moment, not caring about his own life or death at all, just wrapped around the body of the white-haired female corpse, desperately tearing the flesh on the neck of the female corpse.

Qingfeng Dao Chang finally picked up a life, he quickly stood up, coughed a few times, pinched the charm in his hand, and ran towards the white-haired female corpse.

The white-haired female corpse was completely angered by Zhou Ming's desperate fighting style, it waved ten sharp nails, but it couldn't reach Zhou Ming behind him, so it had to take the wall of Zhou Ming's tomb and hit it hard, this white-haired female corpse was a murderous thing, with great strength, it hit it hard, and directly asked for Zhou Ming's half life, black pus and blood gushed out from Zhou Ming's mouth, but he still struggled to bite the neck of the female corpse.

Qingfeng Dao Chang pinched the yellow paper talisman in three or two steps and arrived in front of the female corpse, the female corpse and Zhou Ming had already hit the wall once, and it was about to hit the wall again, if it hit, Zhou Ming's little life would definitely be gone.

Between the lightning and flint, Qingfeng Dao swept a sweeping leg towards the leg of the white-haired female corpse, and the female corpse stood unsteadily, fell heavily to the ground, and fell to the ground with Zhou Ming behind it.

Without waiting for the white-haired female corpse to eject again, Qingfeng Dao Chang leaned forward, first pasted two yellow paper talismans on his chest, and finally pasted the yellow paper talisman drawn by Maoshan seniors from the coffin on the forehead of the white-haired female corpse.

Three yellow paper talismans were pasted in a row, but they were only done in one go in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast, and then looking at the female corpse, she stood motionless in place.

It's just that Zhou Ming, who has been holding the female corpse behind his back, still hasn't let go of the hands holding it, he is now close to a coma, and he is covered by the dirty blood he spit out, his mouth is open and closed, and he makes a biting motion, but he can't touch the neck of the female corpse.

"Ming'er...... You're going to hold on...... This female corpse has been subdued by the master, you can open your eyes and take a look......" Qingfeng Dao Chang grabbed Zhou Ming's arm, wanting to pull Zhou Ming off the body of the white-haired female corpse, but Zhou Ming's hands seemed to be fixed on the body of the female corpse, and he couldn't move, and although he was now close to a coma, his mouth was still moving slightly...... I want to bite the neck of the white-haired female corpse.