The game starts with a ghost mask, and the cold school beauty sticks to her face

"You are not qualified to know." Ling Qingxue said coldly, with murderous intent in her tone.

Hearing this, the enchantress's face darkened, and she stared at Ling Qingxue with gnashing teeth, wishing to tear her into pieces.

She was a senior member of the Chaos Church, but she was humiliated by two little girls!

"I will definitely kill you today!"

The enchantress roared angrily.

Her whole body was surging with power, rolling like a tide, and a terrible oppressive aura swept around, shocking everyone.

"You all have to die." Her eyes were extremely cruel.

"Huh?" Ling Qingxue's eyes flashed slightly.

"Die for me!" The enchantress roared, performing a terrifying secret technique.

Her whole body's momentum rose step by step, as violent as a volcanic eruption, and her hands condensed a rich blood-colored air wave, and slapped Ling Qingxue fiercely.

Her figure seemed to blend into the air, weird and unpredictable, making it hard to defend against.

Bang!

A blood-colored giant palm fell.

The whole forest seemed to be shaking violently.

Ling Qingxue stood still and raised her hand to punch.

Boom!

The illusory fist print was shattered, and the bloody giant palm was blasted into a bloody rain.

"This is..." The pretty face of the enchantress changed color, full of horror, and she couldn't believe that her attack was broken by Ling Qingxue.

You know, her secret technique is called [Blood Soul Devouring], which is a well-known forbidden magic skill in the Chaos Church.

The stronger her strength, the greater [Blood Soul Devouring].

When she used this secret technique at this moment, even the warriors in the late stage of the Seventh Realm could not resist it and would be seriously injured.

However, Ling Qingxue was calm and easily cracked her secret technique!

How is this possible? !

"No, this is an illusion, this must be a false illusion!" The enchantress turned pale.

She was unwilling to admit it.

Ling Qingxue looked very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old at most, but her strength was far beyond hers, which was too incredible.

This was something Yao Ji could not understand.

"This is impossible, you are not human." Yao Ji said in a low voice, with a strong fear in her eyes.

At present, she could only think of this one suitable reason to explain all this.

"Are you human?" Ling Qingxue retorted.

After the fight just now, she could also confirm one fact, that is, the opponent's strength was definitely not that of a normal warrior or soul master.

"Humph, I must kill you today." Yao Ji's face was ferocious, her hands were open, and a blood-colored mist emerged.

"Kill!" She shouted, and a mist rushed towards Ling Qingxue.

This mist was translucent, like some kind of liquid, but with a fishy smell, filling the jungle, full of weirdness.

Whoosh!

The mist shot out at an extremely fast speed and approached Ling Qingxue in an instant.

Ling Qingxue frowned, a trace of disgust flashed across her beautiful eyes: "What a disgusting power, I think I know your identity."

Full of filth and decay, it was like a piece of meat with maggots thrown into a garbage dump, and then exposed to the sun and fermented for a week.

This is the smell of most evil spirits.

It is completely different from the breath of the Ghost Corps.

So when the Ghost Corps killed people, they were not suspected of being evil spirits.

Because evil spirits are too easy to distinguish.

Ling Qingxue stretched out her jade hand and held it forward in the air.

Buzz!

The air vibrated.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of hazy black light appeared on Ling Qingxue's jade hand. These black lights were condensed and unmatched, like a black thread, instantly entwined on the mist.

Swish~

The black thread pulled the mist and directly tore it into pieces.

Ling Qingxue retracted her slender jade hand.

"What's going on?!" Yao Ji's eyes widened, and her pretty face was filled with horror when she saw this scene.

"How is this possible?!" She screamed.

Ling Qingxue destroyed the mist with one palm, and she couldn't keep calm.

The mist was created by her own heart and blood, and it was her greatest reliance.

However, it was crushed casually by the girl in front of her.

"What kind of move is this?"

Yao Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, and she felt a chill.

"I don't believe it..."

Yao Ji screamed sharply, her eyes were scarlet.

She was a member of the evil sect, and what she was best at was running away.

"Run!"

The next second, Yao Ji turned around decisively, no longer had any intention of fighting, and ran away immediately.

This girl is simply a monster!

She would definitely die if she stayed!

"Since you are here, stay." Ling Qingxue's indifferent voice sounded, took a step forward, and disappeared on the spot.

The next second, she appeared behind Yao Ji and grabbed with her bare hands.

Bang!

The body of the enchantress flew backwards and hit the wall hard, blood gushing out, and her breath was extremely weak.

Her chest collapsed, and her ribs were broken.All of them collapsed, revealing the white bones, which was shocking.

"You...what kind of freak are you!" The demon girl's mouth was bleeding, and she looked at Ling Qingxue with resentment and fear.

Ling Qingxue ignored her.

She just walked towards the demon girl, stepped on her chest with her slender feet, kicked her out a few meters away, and smashed her on the lawn.

The demon girl screamed in pain, struggled to get up, and was terrified.

She was in a mess, her chest was sunken, and her breath was extremely weak.

At this time, Ling Qingxue walked in front of the demon girl.

Stepped on her.

Ling Qingxue looked down at the demon girl and said coldly: "You are obviously a human, why do you use evil power? What is your identity?"

"Hahaha, do you want to know?" The demon girl laughed like crazy, and the shrill laughter was like the cry of a night owl, sinister and piercing.

Her expression became even crazier, her eyes were red, and she was full of bloodthirstiness and cruelty.

"I'll tell you." The enchantress grinned, her mouth split open, revealing her white teeth, like a wild beast, "I'm from the Chaos Church!"

"Chaos Church?" Wang Ningsu, who had never had a chance to attack, frowned and looked very surprised.

"Just a bunch of clowns." Ling Qingxue shook her head and said without any fluctuation in her tone.

"Humph, you are so shameless!" The enchantress sneered: "You stupid and ignorant guys don't know the greatness of our Chaos Church at all!"

"Oh? Really?" Ling Qingxue's tone was very calm, and she raised her hand and slapped the enchantress on the cheek, and immediately knocked the enchantress to the ground.

Snap!

One of the enchantress's teeth fell off, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, staining her clothes red.

"You... dare to hit me?" The enchantress gritted her teeth, staring at Ling Qingxue with a vicious look like a snake and scorpion, wishing she could pounce on her and tear Ling Qingxue to pieces.

Ling Qingxue said calmly: "What's wrong with hitting you?"

"Ahhhh!"

The enchantress was completely mad, like a wild beast, and she shouted hoarsely: "If I don't kill you today, I won't be named Zhang!"

A thick black mist surged out of her body, covering herself.

At the same time, a strange creature wrapped in a gray robe suddenly appeared and attacked Ling Qingxue.

Its hands were pitch black, emitting a strong corrosive breath, and it grabbed Ling Qingxue as soon as it appeared.

It was the Dark Guard cultist.