But Ye Lan, who was standing in the middle, remained motionless.
She played with the piccolo in her right hand and began to interrogate him, each word clearly spoken, "Who dug you out?"
The woman did not answer, but continued to shout, and used black energy to transform a black dragon in the air.
The dragon head was as big as one and a half floors, its hair and beard were lifelike, its face was ferocious, and its eyes were crimson.
"Yin Jiao!" Huang Yao exclaimed in the crowd. When questioned by the others, he explained, "A Yin Jiao is a dragon formed from the Yin energy and resentment of heaven and earth. If it can take shape, it means it has killed thousands of people and has cultivated into a legendary fierce beast. And fierce beasts are the most ferocious."
Because of their murderous nature, zombies no longer have any flaws in their humanity.
Upon hearing this, everyone became more uneasy about Ye Lan's situation. In order not to sit and wait for death, they picked up their weapons again.
At worst, we can just fight with the other party!
Just when they were about to rush forward, they heard the melodious flute sound again. Looking up, they saw that the girl had already placed the piccolo in front of her, lowered her eyes and began to play softly.
The terrifying Yin Jiao was very close, but she was still dressed in plain clothes, with a calm expression. She stood there quietly and played the flute slowly.
This time the flute sound was softer than before, but it instantly drowned out the Yin Jiao's shrill roar. Moreover, in the extremely thick black air environment, they could clearly see golden halos vibrating from the flute sound as the center.
The aperture was like an expanding ripple, and they felt nothing when it passed by them, but the Yin Jiao on the opposite side felt as if it were burned by flames as soon as it touched it.
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