Chapter 382, the city of Death (Wan Geng Qiu subscribe)1

A large number of dead souls had gathered, almost blocking Cheng Jia and the others’path of escape.

Cheng Jia’s expression changed. Why were these dead souls pestering him?

“Are you carrying something that attracts the dead souls?”

He looked at Jiu Xuan, somewhat annoyed.

The Immortals!

These two immortals had done almost nothing this time. They only knew how to talk about danger and how to protect their own lives. The Few Mountains and seas of the mystic armor clan had died in vain!

Jiu Xuan frowned and shouted, “No, how could it be me!”

She didn’t bring anything. Of course, she still had some treasures.

But to attract the dead souls... it wasn’t like they hadn’t encountered the dead souls before, nor had they seen the dead souls besieging them.

Jiu Xuan looked around and said in a low voice, “General Cheng Jia, we have to break out of the encirclement!”

“How do we break out of the encirclement?”

Kill?