Chapter 847 When Wen Qingchen began to wonder what the city lord of Xuantian City was coming from and what he used to exchange for a contract, suddenly, a demonic wind blew on the ground of the entire Xuantian City!
The demonic wind rises on the ground, rolling up the dust and leaves on the ground.The strange sound of the wind was mixed with a thick noise, as if it wanted to cry a ghost.Woowoo......
Woowoo......
The voice is getting closer and closer, and the unprovoked feeling of coldness in people's hearts wells up.Xie Huang and the others immediately stood up, their faces solemn: "The ghost claw god is here!"
”They looked vigilant, and they drew their self-defense weapons one after another, and attached their spiritual cultivation power to the surface of their bodies as defensive armor."
Whew......!"
Suddenly, the demon wind was even worse, and faintly, a black shadow formed by the condensation of black mist seemed to appear in mid-air.The black shadow is huge, like a layer of dark clouds falling from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like the end of the world!
In an instant, a strong depression enveloped everyone."
I'm out of breath!"
The disciple of the Sword Sect shouted, his voice frightened.Invisibly, it seems that a pair of big hands are choking his throat!
The dream butterfly in Xie Huang's hand flew out suddenly!
Dozens of orange Dream Butterflies added a bit of light to the darkness, and Dream Butterflies quickly grabbed towards the invisible ghost hand.With a 'whoosh' sound, the dream butterfly that had just poured into a little light was directly engulfed by the black fog!
In the darkness, a claw with a flickering cold light emerged from the black mist!
It was a hand with only four claws, each of which was as sharp as a sword, and the cold light was naked.The sharp claws broke through the air and directly penetrated Xie Huang's shoulder!
Hiss!
Pain!
Xie Huang gasped, only to feel that the power of his whole body was absorbed by the other party with the piercing of this claw!"
It's not good, this ghost claw god will also absorb spiritual cultivation power!"
Xie Huang hurriedly reminded!
This ghost claw god is too strong, no wonder so many cultivators have died at its hands, and the most important reason for this is that this ghost claw god can absorb power!"
I can't beat it!"
Zhang Zefeng, who had always been close to Xie Huang, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Xie Huang, I'm dying!"
”Xie Huang looked back and saw that Zhang Zefeng had also been stabbed by the sharp claws, and his shoulder was spurting blood.Xie Huang gritted his teeth, his body retreated sharply, and he pulled his body out of the ghost claw's hand.The claw lost its target, and the dark and cold voice of the ghost claw god sounded: "Very good, there are only five sacrifices this time......
How dare you mock your own gods, and when you have eaten your five sacrifices, you go outside and tie up four more. ”As soon as the words fell, Xie Huang found that the cold claws of the Ghost Claw God had actually grabbed in the other direction.That direction is......
Wen Qingchen!
Xie Huang is a bit of a macho man in the end, and when he encounters danger, he subconsciously wants to protect women and children behind him, completely forgetting how strong Wen Qingchen is.He immediately shouted: "Wen Qingchen dodge!"
”He rushed over, trying to grab the claw with his bare hands!"
Huh......
I thought the so-called ghost claw god was a demon and a monster god. ”Suddenly, a chuckle came.As this laughter rang out, the empty city, which was already dark and somewhat silent, burst into flames, as bright as day.In the firelight, a thin figure slowly walked out of the light, revealing a pair of sharp phoenix eyes.