"These ghost armors are just too many, what are we going to do?"
Xun Tianhai was about to collapse seeing this scene.
Explosive Talismans were useless, and even True Fire Talismans could only temporarily repel them.
At this rate, they'll be worn down to death.
Jiangli's eyes darkened; she raised her hand and the spear that had flown away returned to her palm.
With a sweep of her right hand, Jiangli knocked down a row of ghost armors, then pulled back with Fu Shiyan a few steps.
At the same time, she stabbed the spear into the ground and then lifted it abruptly.
The next second, the ground seemed to crack into slabs, flipping towards those ghost armors.
Bang bang bang...
The collision sounds made Xun Tianhai's scalp tingle.
However...
These were all delay tactics.
The ghost armors were fearless of death and injury; after a brief pause, they would sweep over again.
Jiangli had to find a way to quickly deal with these things.
