The space instantly turned turbid and viscous, as if the thick smell of blood had spread and drowned everything!
The blood armor shook and countless vengeful souls surged. The sound that covered the sky was directly destroyed.
Nangong Jun's expression was serious as a guqin appeared in his hand.
He played the zither with one hand and blew the flute with the other.
The sound of the Jade flute resonated with the music of the zither. She was playing the same tune, and the sky was filled with killing intent!
Facing such a terrifying attack, the host soul finally stopped being careless.
He felt a sense of extreme danger. He gently shook the blood Dagger and summoned the dead soul. However, a seductive figure flashed by his side, and his mind froze again!
A pained expression flashed across his face, and he found it hard to believe.
What kind of person could affect his state of mind? It was unbelievable!