Could it be that everyone could only watch helplessly as such a beautiful girl perished in the hands of such an evil ghost?
At this moment, a bright light suddenly burst out in the sky...
Everyone's eyes are looking upward...
Jiang Fan and Yi Yun fell in the sky. Wushuang Ghost King raised his head and looked up in shock: "How is this possible? The source of the Soul Suppression Tower was given to you..."
The source of the soul-suppressing tower mentioned by the Wushuang Ghost King was the "Wu Ri" mentioned by a group of monks. The Wushuang Ghost King never expected that the source of the soul-suppressing tower was gone...
It is quite difficult to destroy this thing. How could these two boys, surrounded by armored corpse souls, still have a chance to destroy the source of the soul-suppressing tower?
Jiang Fan and Yi Yun looked at each other and smiled. Yi Yun felt very good now. He grabbed his hand and a strong suction force sucked Yun Dan, Ling Xiao and the soul carrying the sword over.
As for the black rope that bound Ling Xiao and Bei Jian, Yi Yun just swiped his hand and untied it. Seeing that the young man in the spirit deficiency stage in front of him could easily break through his restraints, the unparalleled ghost king had no reason to worry.
A jump, an ominous premonition...
"Boy, there are mountains and rivers, we will meet again later!" This guy actually wanted to run away, turned around and turned into a black light, and wanted to escape in a flash...
"My long spiritual sword!" Yun Dan's magic weapon is still on that guy. Yi Yun said with a smile: "No hurry! No hurry! He can't run away..."
After that, Yi Yun and Jiang Fan stepped on the flying sword and chased after them. The speed of the flying sword was indeed related to the level, but it was also closely related to the strength. The strength of the two exploded, and the speed was surprisingly fast.
He was so dumbfounded that even the Yuanxu stage monks felt inferior...
In the blink of an eye, the two of them caught up with the black light and blocked it...
"Still want to leave? Stay..."
In the distance, bursts of explosions erupted, and there were roars of curses. The curses were full of unwillingness. After repeated fierce battles, the Wushuang Ghost King had been exhausted and seriously injured. Now he is almost exhausted.
I couldn't help but, under such circumstances, how could Yi Yun and Jiang Fan be their opponents?
After a while, the two of them flew back, with Yi Yun just one step ahead of Jiang Fan.
"Alas! Junior Brother Yi Yun has such a profound spiritual power foundation! As a senior brother, I am ashamed of myself!"
Yi Yun chuckled: "Where! Senior brother Jiang Fan is just one step behind me. It's just a difference between starting early and starting late!"
"Hey! The level of my flying sword is higher than yours, and you and I have similar speeds. It can be seen that junior brother, your sword control skills are still better than mine!" The two people were polite to each other. As for the unparalleled ghost king, he was beaten there.
They were killed. Yi Yun returned the Ling Chang Sword to Yun Dan. Yun Dan looked at Yi Yun and Yi Yun in a daze. Now, she finally understood what the gap was... The so-called pride she had in the past was now gone.
In front of others, I am really worthless...
Of course, if the Wushuang Ghost King had not gone through repeated fierce battles, it would not have been that easy for Yi Yun and Jiang Fan to defeat it!
Rumble... This space seemed to be collapsing. Everyone hurriedly gathered together. Yundan used a jasper blue bottle to collect the soul essence of the sword-carrying uncle in it. After returning to the sect, he asked the elders of the sect to go.
Save him.
A group of people felt the vibration in the space. In this way, the soul-suppressing tower was no longer able to trap this group of people...
Outside, seeing the soul-suppressing tower collapse, the True Spirit Corpse King hurriedly escaped in advance. Otherwise, when the group of people came out to kill him, he would have been injured. How could he have escaped...
As for the battle spirit of King Yan on the throne, he can clearly sense everything that happened in the soul-suppressing tower... Now that his magic weapon has been destroyed, King Yan is even more furious...
"Damn! Damn mortals...I'm going to kill you, let you stay here forever, and bury you with us..."
Buried with... buried with... the last two people echoed in the hall, staying together for a long time...