"Heavenly evil blood spirit centipede, kill!"
The ghost Dragon King locked onto ye chen. He waved the White Feather fan in his hand and released the secret spell.
Inside the pagoda, countless illusionary blood spirits appeared in the sky. Their blood-colored bodies and faceless faces were like demons. Inspired, they obeyed the ghost Dragon King's instructions and locked onto ye Chen's figure.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak ..."
The blood spirits shrieked sharply and communicated with each other, trying to interfere with ye Chen's attack and defense by using their numbers and strange bewilderment spells.
In the face of the immeasurable blood spirit, ye Chen's eyes glowed with anger and he activated summon.
"True spirit nine transformation, ancient Suan ni ape!"
Ye chen pointed at the blood with his sword and sprayed it into the air. The blood led the way and his spirit gathered. An incomparably tall ancient demon ape appeared with a loud bang.
"Roar!"