Jiang Si's villa door has a password, and Li Jianshan also knows the password. Knowing that Jiang Si might still be holed up in the basement, he ran down and started banging on the door.
There was a barrier set up inside the basement, so Jiang Si couldn't sense anything outside.
But the moment she came out, I could already feel the fluctuations.
She Zhang had a great deal of spiritual energy fluctuation.
This situation indicates that Shezhang is in an extremely dangerous condition.
Jiang Si disregarded everything else and instructed Li Jianshan, "You guard the gate for me, I'm going over first."
Li Jianshan: "Should I arrange a helicopter right away?"
Jiang Si didn't even look up, drawing on the ground as if she were holding a stick, "By the time your helicopter arrives, She Zhang will be able to make snake soup."
Li Jianshan: There's no need to be so blunt.
When Jiang Si finished drawing, a complex and beautiful pattern that glowed formed on the ground.
Li Jianshan felt that the face looked somewhat familiar.
It's similar to the drawing I did when Jiang Si led me through the fire last time.
Standing inside, Jiang Si muttered incantations, and a whirlwind formed at the edge of the halo, making Li Jianshan unable to open his eyes. Then the wind stopped, and Jiang Si disappeared.
Li Jianshan: Stay calm, stay calm, you have to learn to get used to it.
On this side, She Zhang and the other two were almost at their breaking point.
That ghost cultivator had absolutely no sense of martial ethics; he just went straight for the fight.
For She Zhang and Meng Hu to confront him was like throwing eggs against a rock.
Jiang Si wasn't good at attacking, but she was good at defending. She immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began chanting scriptures. She Zhang and Meng Hu quickly hid behind her and caught their breath.
This ghost cultivator is incredibly powerful!
The people here have had their vital energy drained by the ghost cultivators. At best, they will be in a coma for a year or two; at worst, they may die. Meanwhile, the ghost cultivators have greatly increased their magical power by absorbing the vital energy of humans.
Han Yunluo's already pale face turned even paler.
She Zhang gasped for breath, "Master Jiang, if you don't come soon, I'm going to die."
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