"Wait, there might be danger," Chen Nan shouted.
"What danger could there be!"
Hua Xian'er ignored the advice, and pulled out the Ghost Grass she had already grabbed.
However, the moment she pulled out the Ghost Grass, a sharp scream came from the ground, and a pitch-black Evil Ghost materialized completely, lunging at Hua Xian'er's head.
Hua Xian'er exerted all her strength to activate her magic defense.
But with a "snap," all the magic defenses shattered instantly, and Hua Xian'er's body was knocked tens of meters backward, crashing into the outer wall of the hall in front, coughing up a large mouthful of blood, as the Evil Ghost relentlessly charged at her again.
The speed was so fast that Hua Xian'er had no time to dodge at all.
Seeing the Evil Ghost about to bite her head, with no time to resist, Hua Xian'er's face showed a look of despair, regretting not heeding Chen Nan's advice.
Just when she thought death was certain—
"Whoosh..."
