บท 1191: Zhao Fangfei’s Desperate Situation, Everyone In The Academy Comes, All Of Them Are Heavenly Immortals

Somewhere in Kunlun Secret Realm, Zhao Fangfei jumped out of the forest and dashed into the distance.

At that time, she looked like a mess. Her face was pale, and a claw mark on her shoulder was flowing with gray qi.

"D*mn it. The Corpse Demon Tribe is annoying. They have been chasing after me for so long, yet they're still not giving up."

"It looks like the Baimei Tribe is highly wanted by the Demonic Dao."

At that thought, Zhao Fangfei's gaze turned cold. 

Swish, swish!

Behind her, several figures rushed out of the forest and chased after her.

Those people's faces were pale, and their expressions were stiff. Their gazes did not fluctuate, and a gray aura was flowing around their bodies.

A cold, deadly feeling filled the atmosphere.

There was no breath of life.

In other words, they were not even alive.

They were zombies!

Behind those zombies was a young man with a cold gaze and a copper bell in his hand.