So what should we do next?
"Brother, it's your turn." Fatty Zhu said to Tang Xiaobao, "I'm counting on you. Help me vent this anger!"
Tang Xiaobao was also eager to try, feeling a little nervous.
In the past, our opponents were all human beings, and as long as they were human beings, everything was easy to deal with.
But the three in front of him were obviously not human beings, they were ghosts, spirit ghosts, and they were beings at the level of Spirit King.
But now that things have come to this, Tang Xiaobao has no choice but to shoot.
Teleport.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Xiaobao was behind the three ghosts. A bloody wooden stick appeared in his hand, and he hit one of them hard.
His movements were not slow, no, they were extremely fast.
The three ghost spirits had no time to react at all. Tang Xiaobao raised his stick high and then hit one of them on the head.
Huh?
Something is wrong!
Tang Xiaobao frowned.
The stick hit the air, and there was no place to exert any force.
The ghost spirit seemed transparent and could not attack him.
The ghost spirit reacted quickly. He turned his head, grinned at Tang Xiaobao, stretched out a hand, and pinched Tang Xiaobao's throat.
Teleport.
Tang Xiaobao activated his protective skills and instantly moved behind the other Spirit King. He raised his stick high again and then smashed it down with all his strength.
It still seemed like it hit the air and couldn't hurt the other party at all.
Tang Xiaobao felt a little ashamed.
In previous fights, his opponents felt that they had no chance of hitting him and couldn't even touch his clothes. Today, he finally experienced that depressing feeling.
He could hit the opponent, but it was no different from not being able to hit him.
Tang Xiaobao was feeling depressed when three ghosts suddenly split into two and surrounded him from three sides. At the same time, they opened their mouths and blew out a ghostly black air towards him.
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