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Chapter 2951

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Many people who had just been born or ascended to the Xiuxian Continent even thought that the poltergeist ghosts only had one form.

Even Defeating Armies had almost forgotten about it.

However, thousands of years ago, tens of thousands of years ago, countless giant poltergeist ghosts came to the world. That was the real end of the world, the real hell.

The Bixie Sword quickly stopped flying and wanted to retreat.

But the giant poltergeist opposite raised his hand.

The skin all over his body seemed to be mixed with pus, blood, and minced meat. When he raised his hand, the pustules on his palm could be seen.

However, this disgusting palm suddenly released a powerful suction force.

The Bixie Sword, together with Xiao Bao and the fat rabbit, was sucked over.

"Little Master –!!!"

Defeating Armies roared hoarsely, his whole body and the saber in his hand merged into one.

Spinning rapidly, he turned into saber energy and rushed towards the giant poltergeist ghost.

"Aooo –!!!" The fat rabbit shouted anxiously and quickly enlarged its body, trying to block Xiao Bao.

But this giant poltergeist ghost seemed to be much smarter than ordinary low-level poltergeist ghosts.

It knew that Defeating Armies was not easy to deal with, and the fat rabbit was not delicious.

So the moment Defeating Armies rushed over, it suddenly sidestepped.

It made a strange sound.

In an instant, countless low-level poltergeist ghosts rushed over from all directions.

They surrounded Defeating Armies and the people of Falling Moon Tribe and Ghost Killer Tribe.

Defeating Armies was burning with anxiety, his eyes full of ferocity. The long saber in his hand swept like a gust of wind, not caring whether the poisoned blood on the poltergeist ghosts would splash on his body.

Jun Shang ordered them to protect the little master, so he must protect him.

What's more, the little master might be … might be …

However, when the dense crowd of low-level poltergeist ghosts was temporarily killed.

Defeating Armies found that both the giant poltergeist ghost and the little master were gone.

Only the fat rabbit fell to the ground, unconscious.

Defeating Armies knew how important the fat rabbit was to Xiao Bao.

He quickly asked someone to pick it up and check, but found that there was no injury on the fat rabbit's body.

It was just that the accumulated energy in its body was unable to be digested, so it fell into a coma.

The one who examined the fat rabbit was a doctor from Falling Moon Tribe.

Looking at the unremarkable "spirit beast" in his bosom, his expression was indescribably complicated and shocked: "In the Xiuxian Continent, there is no spirit beast that is completely unafraid of the Grey Ghost Poison. Not to mention, the Starfated Ghosts do indeed contain powerful energy, but apart from turning into Starfated Ghosts after they die, for billions of years, no human or beast has been able to transform the Starfated Ghosts' energy for their own use. "

How did this rabbit do it?

What was its origin?

Defeating Armies didn't have the mood to care about what the fat rabbit was.

He had just released his Divine Sense to search around, but there was no trace of Xiaobao at all.

At this moment, the anxiety and regret in his heart made his face so gloomy that it could drip water.

"Search! Even if he had to turn this entire mountain region upside down, he had to find the young master! Otherwise, we won't have the face to go back and face Junshang. "

"Understood!"



"F * ck f * ck f * ck! Ah ah ah ah, little master, what should we do, what should we do?! "

"Damn, aren't zombies supposed to be slow? There are so many of them, and they're so fast. How are we supposed to survive?! "

Xiaobao's face darkened as he brandished his sword energy, cutting the poltergeist ghost that fell from the sky.

But it was only a moment's delay.

The giant poltergeist ghost behind came closer again.

It lifted its decaying palm, and a huge swallowing force came again.

It made the Evil Warding Sword vibrate, unable to move forward quickly.

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