At this moment, Zhou Qing took out a symbol paper: "You, a Nascent Soul Great Perfection, chasing after an injured person like me, who's the shameless one here?"
After saying this, he once again threw it out.
Blood Bone retreated once again without any surprise.
"Damn it!" Seeing Blood Bone being so cautious, Zhou Qing couldn't help but curse.
Whether it's real or fake, this old ghost doesn't care about his face. No matter how many you throw, he will always choose to dodge.
If it were someone else, they would have felt insulted long ago and rushed up regardless.
"You have two left!" Blood Bone reminded.
Zhou Qing frowned, looking at the somewhat playful eyes of his opponent, he could feel that the other party was about to make a move soon.
Just as he took out the real symbol, ready to give him a surprise, there was a sudden "boom," resounding throughout the world.
Immediately, circles of dazzling ripples suddenly appeared around and spread out rapidly.
