, definitely better than the cosplay bear.

Deep in my soul, the little ghost and I hugged each other without distinguishing each other. In a dramatic way, we can think of the Holy Moon Wolf as a Gundam. The little ghost and I are the main and co-pilots in the cockpit respectively.

Can be switched.

The power of the moonlight and the power of the holy light merged, and the two boats merged into one. In the stormy waves, they turned into a stronger and sharper flying boat, riding the wind and waves, cutting through the thorns and thorns, like a sacred sword, cutting through the black sky.

Closer, closer... With a slight "hiss" sound, the shell-like dark aura surrounding the resentful soul was finally torn apart by the merged Holy Moon Xian Wolf. The body of the resentful soul, at this moment,

, unmistakably displayed in sight.

It was an ugly monster composed of countless skulls wrapped in dark cursed energy, twisted into a ball. These skulls were like wandering souls floating in the Santu River, having been tortured for thousands of years, without a trace of flesh and blood.

His skull opened wide with his jaw wide open, and he let out a shrill scream, showing infinite expressions of fear, despair, and resentment.

Purgatory, this is the real scene of purgatory.

When I saw this terrifying group of resentful souls, the first emotion that emerged in my heart was not panic, fear, or anger, or a desire to kill, but compassion, sympathy, and intense sadness in my eyes.

God is unfair, why do these heroes who have sacrificed everything for the Dark Continent endure such torture?

buzz buzz

Sensing the intrusion of the foreign object, the Holy Moon Wise Wolf, the resentful souls gathered together, and the countless skulls suddenly moved towards this side, letting out shrill screams. In an instant, the moonlight shell protecting the Holy Moon Wise Wolf suddenly

It sizzles as if soaked in sulfuric acid and is constantly being corroded.

Just to break the cursed shell of the resentful soul, he has already exhausted all his strength. Thinking back to when Wugel suppressed the resentful soul like chopping melons and vegetables. Without comparison, there will be no harm. He is far from the level of Four Wings.

It's really too far away, even with the power of the little ghost.

The wailing sound of the collective of resentful souls continues to erode the protective shell of the Holy Moon Wolf. If he hesitates any longer, he will die before he can escape.

However, just breaking through the shell of the resentful soul is already so difficult. Now facing the core of the resentful soul, a dark mass made up of the twisted and intertwined skulls of more than a thousand fallen heroes, what else can be done?

Looking at the collection of resentful souls, I seemed to see pleading in the empty eyes they stared at.

Little ghost, it's up to you.

Hug me, Xiaofan can't do anything without this saint.

Deep in our souls, the little ghost and I were mingled together, and we completed the communication in less than a thousandth of a second.

Immediately afterwards, Shengyue Xianlang lightly closed his eyes, his lips trembled, and his ethereal and holy hymn, like a wisp of gauze, gently passed over his ears, like a young girl whispering in her ears, tickling and warm.

However, in front of the monstrous dark curse of the resentful soul, it appears so fragile, like a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, like a marshmallow in the rapids or under the waterfall.

However, the chanting chant changed from vague to clear, echoing round and round, each round getting bigger and bigger, from the lips of Saint Yue Xian Lang... No, it is better to say from the lips of Saint Yue Xian Lang

In the soul, there are gradually spreading ripples of the hymn. It seems weak and will be smoothed out at any time, but it is extremely resilient and ripples across the entire lake, circle after circle.

The ripples that rippled around in circles finally reached the other side of the resentful soul. In an instant, the empty eyeholes that the two people in front of them were looking at seemed to have lost focus.

The screams and screams that all occurred together also stopped in shock.

The little ghost’s final trump card.
Chapter completed!