Yue Wuyi's spirit is amazing, and his blood is the best delicious for these grieving spirits.

They can no longer resist this temptation of blood, flocking regardless of life and death!

Yue Wuyi raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly. A silver light wave condensed in her hand ...

Anyway, he is also a demon, these resentments are too unknowing!

This record of killing souls is out, and none of the tumbling grievances around can't escape the fate of being killed!

He raised an eyebrow, and accidentally saw a familiar shadow flash among these grudges.

His movements are dead!

It was an elder of the demon tribe fifty years ago, and his soul was confined in this lake because he was executed by his own hands because of the rebellion.

Seeing his whistle whistling from a group of resentment spirits, a flash of aura flashed in Yue Wuzhi's mind:

If Xiao Luoer died in this lake, maybe her soul is among these resentments!

If she holds this palm down, maybe she will lose her spirits!

The palm of his hand was alive, and just a few moments of God's work, there were several resentment spirits who were not afraid of death.

He didn't set up an enchantment for a moment, and they flung on him, biting him!

The bite of this resentment is different from that of ordinary swords. It is cold and cold, and the place where they bite is instantly purple, as if poisoned.

Yue Wuzhen frowned slightly, his body flickered,

The resentment spirits biting on him were like boiling oil pouring a scoop of water, and with a loud noise, they turned into plumes of smoke.

Annihilated in the water.

He didn't care about the wound on his body at this moment, and set up an enchantment at will. With this enchantment, those grieving spirits could no longer approach him.

"Whether she is dead or alive, I must find her! Even if she finds her soul!"

He gritted his teeth secretly, and shuttled himself in the water, carefully screening the souls in the water.

He firmly believes that as long as he finds and keeps searching, Qi Luoer will be able to search out these thousands of souls!

Those whistling grievances are naturally unwilling to give up this tempting taste, and wherever he swims, they flock to where they are.

Looking from a distance, a waterline shuttles quickly through the lake

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