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those heads were spinning at a very fast speed, like blood drops of terrorist weapons, spinning towards Yang Zimei.

Xiaoqian and Lianyi fly out at the same time, one side, to help Yang Zimei block the attack of those heads.

"Xiaoqian, Lianyi, get out of the way, I'll do it myself!"

Yang Zimei at this time in the practice, Xiaoqian and Lianyi's breaking in, not only has no benefit to her, but also has disadvantages.

Xiaoqian Lianyi heard that he was worried about the wrong place, so he went back and stood watching nervously.

Yang Zimei's copper sword swished and the golden light shot in all directions, and forced back the heads that had attacked.

Huo Wendong's head did not move.

Yang Zimei did not relax his vigilance because it did not move.

On the contrary, its immobility is the most dangerous!

Yang Zimei can't blow it up with mana.

She had to keep her head intact.

As soon as the cinnabar on the hand is raised, the tip of the sword stabs the side of the head with countless halos

The head suddenly opened its mouth and flew up. It actually contained the tip of the sword

Yang Zimei didn't expect it to have such a move. He shook his hand and wanted to take the sword out of his mouth.

Who knows, however, it is still clinging to it. It swings up and down with the tip of the sword, and even makes terrible laughter.

But in Huo Wenhua's hand, the ghost with jade attached to it was rolling and wailing, "it's so hard, I'm so miserable. Let me go, let me go!"

Looking at his brother's soul so miserable, Huo Wenhua's heart is also anxious.

He was at a loss to comfort the way, "Wendong, you can bear, master Yang quickly broke this array, soon let your head and body into one."

"It's hard, it's hard, it's hard..."

The ghost is in pain like being torn by countless little ghosts

Yang Zimei also heard his wailing.

She's almost in a dilemma now!

Her head was bewitched and even fiercely bit her copper sword.

If it was another skull, she did not hesitate to let it explode.

The other heads continued to rush at her.

Yang Zimei's iron gate array, which was originally covered with ancient copper coins, was ineffective for these heads. On the contrary, the copper coins were swallowed by them.

Therefore, she had only one hand to deal with Huo Wendong's head, and the other hand constantly changing the formula to deal with the other seven heads as fierce as blood drops

This is another fierce battle after the last battle with Guijiang Division

To tell the truth, she would rather face thousands of troops than face these eight bloody and weird head battles.

Disgusting and horrible!

Both hard work and surgical skill of these heads did not play a significant role.

It seems that the magic power of the person who set up the eight immortals game on that day was almost equal to her.

Because Huo Wendong is involved, she can't take out a small clock to deal with it at this time.

When thinking about whether there is a more favorable magic weapon, I saw the soul bag and thought of the thousand soul mandrill.

Yes, she almost forgot that she had just received such a powerful mandrill!

Release the mandrill from the soul bag!

As soon as the mandrills were released, they immediately became entangled with those heads, and they were fighting to protect her.

Its attack and defense are extremely strong!

But these heads are not weak either!

It's a little bit like a drum!

Maybe it's all written by the same mage.

But for Yang Zimei, it is enough, as long as it can help them stop these unnecessary head attacks, I can concentrate on Huo Wendong's head.

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