She felt a sudden pain in her abdomen and looked down.
She saw.
Without knowing when.
Countless strands of hair had penetrated her protective dharma robe, piercing through from behind:
"This... how is this possible?"
In this process.
She was completely unaware.
Moreover, Fu Changsheng, that little beast, was clearly at the foot of the mountain.
Bang!
Zhang Yuanyuan fell to the ground, filled with immense unwillingness.
Dying with her eyes open.
At this moment.
An ominous wind stirred above her head.
Autumn Cicada flickered, landing steadily on the ground, glanced at the utterly dead Autumn Cicada, and with a slight shake of the Human Emperor Banner, a Tier Two Ghost General suddenly materialized.
Autumn Cicada pinched a spell with her right hand.
Zhang Yuanyuan's soul was extracted from her body.
The waiting Ghost General opened its mouth, instantly swallowing it into its abdomen.
