"This is a puppet that I made by combining the souls of more than 1,500 cultivators with Blood Essence, a third-order ghost, and dying!"
Ye Xingyao laughed, and then his whole body was immediately enveloped by a bloody aura, which turned into a gust of wind and collided with Ning Cheng's long sword.
At the same time, the evil ghost suddenly appeared behind Ning Cheng. It opened its bloody mouth and was about to bite off Ning Cheng's head. Ning Cheng was shocked and suddenly rolled away from the double-team of one person and one ghost, narrowly escaping.
