The three of them joined forces and killed three little ghosts again, but they didn't feel at all relaxed.

Sure enough, about 10 seconds later, the three little ghosts stood up from the pool of blood for the second time.

"Useless, they cannot be killed, and they will become more and more powerful." The man in glasses made a heart-wrenching cry behind him. He thought he had escaped the pursuit of these little ghosts using the [Eye of Teleportation], but he did not expect that these little ghosts would use the blood that accidentally splashed on the ghosts when he killed them.

"Since we can't kill them, then we won't run away!" Ma San took advantage of the fact that the three little ghosts had just formed and could not react in time, so he rolled and crawled towards the hall gate.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I suddenly realized that the door that was originally opened was covered with a dark red blood film.

The blood membrane is very thin, and you can even see things outside the door through the blood membrane, but no matter how Ma San chops and chops it, it just trembles slightly and is still intact.

"Haha, we are all going to die here!" The man in glasses seemed to have known this for a long time, roaring and screaming hysterically.

"Since we are not allowed to go out, you can stay here too." Yang Ni shouted softly and rushed towards the three little ghosts again.

This time, the little ghost who was the first to be hit seemed to be ready, and raised the bone spur in his hand to pat it as soon as Yang Nizhe came over.

The unknown bone spur has a hard texture, and even when it comes to the extremely sharp gold and silver claw knife, it is not inferior, and even a few sparks splashed out.

Yang Ni did not expect that the red ghost, who was only a teenager, had enough strength to withstand his full-strength attack.

After a slight moment, he suddenly raised his right foot, tried to use the same trick again to kick the Red Ghost away again, and regained the initiative.

Unexpectedly, the red ghost just opened his mouth and laughed strangely, and even ate Yang Ni's kick.

Yang Ni only felt as if he had kicked a short tree stump, and the recoil force made his feet hurt.

One blow was invalid, and Yang Ni wanted to retreat and reorganize the attack.

However, the red ghost refused to let him withdraw easily. His body arched slightly and his legs exerted force, and it hit Yang Ni's lower abdomen like a shell.

Yang Ni took four or five steps back in a row. Just as he barely gained a foothold, he saw that the little ghost was already rushing in front of him with his teeth and claws.

Yang Ni grabbed the Red Ghost's right hand holding the bone spur, and the entrance was smooth and felt extremely high.

Before I could think too much, the gold and silver claw knife in my left hand cut a big hole in the little ghost's chest and abdomen from bottom to top. A large amount of blood gushed out, and the amount of bleeding was almost larger than the entire body of the little ghost.

After temporarily dealing with the one in front of him, Yang Ni quickly looked up. Ma San's place could hardly hold on.

Due to the lack of cookies' melee ability, Ma San was forced to win a hero. He had been fighting against two. After killing one of them, he was finally injured.

In fact, Ma San's natal is more inclined to assistive types at present and cannot be effectively converted into attack methods. Therefore, just after he barely killed a red ghost just now, he finally found a flaw by the other one and stabbed his thigh with a bone spur.

Ma San was still swaying left and right like a great dancer, and then he heard the cookie not far from him shouting softly: "Be careful, don't go over!"

He quickly waved the green arm knife twice, retreated, and turned around and asked Cookie, "What's wrong?"

I saw Cookie's face full of horror, covering her mouth with her little hand, pointing her other hand at his injured leg, and saying, "Look at your wound!"

Ma San quickly looked down and realized that something was wrong. The spur in the little ghost's hand was sharp, leaving a pencil-sized wound on his legs. The wound was not deep, but a blood column of pencil-sized pencil-sized flowed directly from his legs to the wooden barrels on the car behind the three red ghosts.

Due to the dim light, if the cookie hadn't had the amazing observation ability, Ma San would have been drained from his blood in his body.

"My grandma, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Ma San hurriedly bowed and covered the wound, but the blood flowed out of his fingers and gathered again into a thin line and flowed towards the direction of the wooden barrel, as if an invisible force was pumping the blood in his body.

"You can't be injured. As long as you are injured, you will keep bleeding until the blood in your body dry." The man hiding behind, who was hiding behind, realized it and shouted from afar.

"Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier?" Yang Ni glared at the man in glasses, rushed up, blocking the attack of the last little ghost for Ma San. Not far away, the two dead red ghosts who had already stood up slowly.

But after a while, Ma San felt dizzy and obviously lost too much blood. Fortunately, his [cell vitality] is far beyond ordinary people, and as long as he can rest for a while, he will be fine.

But now there is no time to give him rest.

At this time, Yang Ni happened to have two gold and silver clawed knives in his left hand pierced from the jaw of a red ghost, and then penetrated out of the skull, lifting the entire ghost in the air, then throwing it out with force, taking a few steps back, and standing with Ma San and Cookie.

"This is not a solution. These little guys are getting more and more powerful." Yang Ni was a little anxious.

Indeed, at the beginning, Yang Ni could kick a red ghost away with one kick, but the second time he was blocked by this little ghost. If this continues, he might be the one who was kicked away for the third time.

"How many fireballs do you have?" Yang Ni asked Cookie while the three little ghosts replied.

In terms of attack power alone, the Cookie's Fireball should be the highest among everyone in the field, which is only slightly inferior to the bronze giant sword summoned by the long-haired young man with a spell in the last game, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the lack of lasting.

"It can inspire three more at most." Cookie said, at this time, a fireball was already rotating around her shoulders. Cookie used this way of condensing a fireball in advance to provide more time for mental power recovery. If used properly, the next one could be stimulated earlier than normal.

"We are dead, we are dead!" The three of them retreated step by step, and had already retreated to the man with glasses. He saw him closing his eyes and keeping muttering.

"This is not right," Yang Ni didn't pay attention to him, but quickly thought about his current situation: "[Bone removal] [Blood draw] These four ghost servants should be about the same strength. There is no reason to be destroyed here in [Blood draw]. There must be something else I haven't discovered."

"Is there any way? I don't want to die under these little monsters!" Ma San was obviously shocked and scared, but his right hand did not dare to leave the wound for a moment. As long as the wound was bleeding like before, he might not be able to stand up even if he could stand up.
Chapter completed!