.However, after the two arrived at the sixth floor, the man smiled evilly in a blink of an eye. "It's just right, please play with them, hahaha!" The voice laughed very strangely, making people get goosebumps. Before he finished speaking, the man flashed into a thick fog and disappeared on the rooftop on the sixth floor. Only the monster-like dead bone soul stood in place. After the man left, the monster-like dead bone soul turned around, and Yang Fan was shocked.

Yang Fan noticed an unprecedented power of resentment in him, and Yang Fan could not imagine the power of it. If the things below are evolving, then the soul in front of him is the soul spirit, and the power of resentment he carries is more than hundreds of times higher than those below. When Yang Fan noticed the powerful power of resentment, Yang Fan couldn't help but suppose.

Ling Xinyue, beside him, moved behind him. "Xinyue, I will entangle this guy later. You find an opportunity to escape. Don't fight with him. We won't get any advantage." Ling Xinyue looked at the monster in front of her and was already frightened. When she heard Yang Fan's warning, Ling Xinyue could not imagine how powerful the monster in front of her was. The entire tower was sealed by a barrier, and there were many dead bones and human souls downstairs, and now she had encountered the most.

The powerful soul spirit, Yang Fan could not think of a perfect solution to deal with it for a moment. If the barrier could be opened, the two could still escape. However, if they were over-explosive, it would be impossible to quickly break through the barrier. More than twenty dead bone souls had gathered downstairs. The tadpoles were much harder to deal with than those outside, and Yang Fan had no way to deal with the soul spirit in front of him. What should we do? Yang Fan had no time to think, and the soul spirit in front of him had already taken the initiative to attack. The skeleton arm like a tree trunk swept towards Yang Fan and the others, without any reason.

Yang Fan surrounded Ling Xinyue's tender waist and jumped up to avoid the fatal blow. Bang! It landed ten thousand times, and the thick pillars and tables and chairs in the tower were swept to pieces by the soul spirit on the spot. Seeing this destructive power, Yang Fan was not afraid, but was excited instead. "Xinyue, stay tuned, don't come out." After that, Yang Fan jumped up and jumped onto the shoulder of the soul spirit. Although Yang Fan had a small and fast figure, he attacked the vital points of the soul spirit several times, but Yang Fan's spiritual power seemed to have no effect on it at all.

After a few moves, the soul spirit's huge fist hit Yang Fan with the power of dark resentment. Yang Fan wanted to escape, but he didn't expect that although the soul spirit was huge, it was rare to attack quickly. Yang Fan couldn't avoid it, and immediately pushed out two spiritual lights with his palms, blocking the powerful resentment power in front of him. Just as Yang Fan was blocking the power of the soul spirit's left arm, the soul spirit's right fist suddenly swept over. Yang Fan was so scared that he widened.

Eyes, now he tried his best, but he could only block the power of his left arm. When Yang Fan hit him, even though he had three heads and six arms, just when Yang Fan thought he would die, he saw a blue light appearing in front of him, blocking him. When Yang Fan saw clearly that the person in front of him was Ling Xinyue, Yang Fan suddenly felt that his body had been hollowed out. "Xinyue!" Yang Fan seemed to be shocked by electric shock, and he shouted in a soft voice. Puff! Ling Xinyue suddenly turned red and he vomited blood. Even if Ling Xinyue tried his best, he could not stop the huge resentment power of the soul spirit. The next second, Ling Xinyue's thin body was knocked away by the powerful resentment power of the soul spirit. Bang! The powerful force knocked Yang Fan out.

Go. The two fell back to the ground at the same time. Yang Fan quickly got up and held Ling Xinyue in his arms. Tears suddenly filled his eyes and turned in his eyes. "Xinyue!" Looking at Ling Xinyue's pale face, Yang Fan's anger suddenly surged up! Ah! Yang Fan suddenly roared. When he was about to stand up to kill the soul spirit, Ling Xinyue suddenly grabbed Yang Fan's hand. "Yang Fan! Yang Fan!" Soon, Yang Fan picked himself up.

The spiritual power has recovered to more than 80%. Seeing that the soul spirit slowly approached, Yang Fan opened his eyes, picked up the seriously injured Ling Xinyue, and put it in the corner beside him. Yang Fan suddenly said in an extremely serious and serious manner: "Xinyue, don't worry, I, Yang Fan, will definitely take you out." Ling Xinyue had never seen such a firm and decisive look. Although the eyes were a little scary, they were full of endless security. After saying that, Yang Fan stood up

Come, those deep eyes glared at the soul spirit in front of you. Of course, the soul spirit would not guess people's thoughts, nor would they be afraid of Yang Fan's eyes, and they continued to walk towards Yang Fan. Suddenly, Yang Fan saw the pillar under his feet that was broken by the soul spirit, and his expression changed, and he swept out a golden halo. The thick pillar on the ground flew towards the soul spirit's chest under Yang Fan's powerful spiritual power. While lifting the pillar, Yang Fan's palm was in his palm.

The powerful spiritual power also flew over with his body. Yang Fan pushed the thick pillar with one hand towards the soul spirit. The thick pillar hit the soul spirit's chest, and the soul spirit quickly grasped the pillar in front of his chest. If the soul spirit was allowed to use force, the pillar in front of his chest would be pushed away by the soul spirit. However, the clever and decisive Yang Fan did not give him this opportunity. Although he had powerful spiritual power, Yang Fan pushed the soul spirit back towards the distant wall. Bang! When the tall figure of the soul spirit was installed on the wall, Yang Fan felt the whole building.

Ta Oudu trembled for a moment, and the dust on the roof fell down one after another. The dead bones below were not dead and unharmed, and the soul spirit in front of him was even more so. Yang Fan did not expect that this would be able to destroy the soul spirit. He just temporarily pushed the soul spirit away to avoid hurting Ling Xinyue in the corner. Ah! Suddenly, the soul spirit became crazy and threw the pillar in front of his chest out. Yang Fan could not imagine the powerful force, so he quickly let go to avoid being led by inertia.

Flying out. Seeing the pillar flying towards the barrier in the corridor, Yang Fan flew up and stood on the pillar. The soul spirit stood up straight, patted his chest maniacly, and then swept towards Yang Fan. Yang Fan was shocked and lifted the pillar at the sole of his feet and immediately flew to the beam of the room. The thick pillar was suddenly broken into two pieces by the powerful power of the soul spirit. When the huge resentment power of the soul spirit smashed into the barrier, Yang Fan's mouth raised a smug smile. Bang! The barrier in front of him was broken by the soul spirit with a punch, and the spiritual power ripples condensed by the barrier exuded powerful power. It was at this time that the dry bone soul downstairs broke through the barrier set by Yang Fan and came to the entrance of the stairs, and when they saw the corner.

When Ling Xinyue was in the middle, she rushed towards Ling Xinyue frantically. "Xinyue!" Yang Fan shouted a long time, turned into a rainbow and appeared in front of Ling Xinyue. In the lightning, a powerful spiritual light was launched. The dry bone soul in front of him was retreated by Yang Fan. Yang Fan quickly picked up Ling Xinyue on the ground and turned into a rainbow and flew out of the tower. It landed ten thousand times, and the dead bone soul on the tower jumped down one by one. Yang Fan hugged Ling Xinyue and ran away quickly. Suddenly, a meteorite-like object fell from the air to Yang Fan. Yang Fan looked up and saw that it was the huge soul spirit. However, strangely, when the soul spirit was sealed in the tower, it was not that big, and he came out of the tower.

His body was almost as big as three floors. Yang Fan stopped being shocked. "Yang Fan, don't worry about me, go away!" "What are you saying? You sacrifice your life to save me. How can I, Yang Fan, abandon you? Being spoken, is always a monster. I must take you out today!" Ling Xinyue looked at the man in front of him affectionately, and lay in his arms, so warm and happy. Seeing that Ling Xinyue didn't speak, Yang Fan smiled coldly and asked, "Are you scared?" "No!" The gentle answer was as light as water. "Okay, let's fight side by side today, even if we will die, we will fight to the end." Yang Fan said in an extremely firm tone. Ling Xinyue nodded gently, as if she was completely intoxicated by the man in front of her. It was at this moment that the people outside heard it inside.

The abnormal movement rushed in. But when they saw the monster in front of them, they almost fainted. "Young Master!" The Black and White Guardian saw Ling Xinyue being injured, shouted worriedly. "Black and White Guardian, go quickly, this monster is very powerful, go quickly!" Yang Fan shouted in a hurry. "Young Master Yang, take the Young Master away quickly, let's resist for a while! Hurry!" The Black and White Guardian was eager to protect his master, and rushed over regardless of his life. The Black and White Guardian soared into the sky, attacking from different directions, disrupting the attention of the soul spirit. With this opportunity, Yang Fan rushed out with Ling Xinyue. Yang Fan rushed to Ling Xinyue under him and said with concern: "Get out of here quickly, this soul spirit is very powerful. It is not his right now, so you must not be ignored.

It is called sacrifice." Those people obviously did not listen to Yang Fan's orders. Until Ling Xinyue spoke, those people left with Yang Fan. Yang Fan did not care about the life and death of the Black and White Guardian. He knew that the Black and White Guardian was very good, and how powerful the soul spirit was, with the two of them, could withstand it for a while. When Yang Fan rushed out of the ancient city and came to the seal set up before, Yang Fan saw that the dead bones were still standing there, standing there blankly. The barrier was still intact. But they rushed from the entrance of the hard torn barrier.

When he came out, Yang Fan seemed to step on something. Yang Fan stopped on the spot and raised his feet carefully. He saw that it was the bone whistle of the man on the tower. Yang Fan put down Ling Xinyue, handed it to his subordinates on the side to support him, and took it to pick up the bone whistle on the ground. At this time, Yang Fan had an idea in his mind. Since that person could use this bone whistle to control these dead bone whistle, does it mean that he could control them too? Although Yang Fan was not sure, there were only two choices at the moment. First, try to blow away the bone whistle to control the dead bone whistle. Second, watch these dead bone whistle escape from the barrier and slaughter the people in the Netherworld. However, Yang Fan knew very well that trying to blow away the bone whistle was also the same.

There is a great risk. If the blowing is wrong, it is difficult for Yang Fan to imagine what kind of reaction the trapped human souls will make. What's more, according to the previous form, the human souls in these towers are not controlled by bone whistles. The human souls with low resentment can only control these human souls with low resentment. The human souls with low resentment escaped from the tower cannot control them like soul spirits. At present, Yang Fan's idea is to blow away the whistle and use these human bones with low resentment.

The soul will fight against the soul spirit, with the most against the few, even if it fails, it can block it for a while, giving the Black and White Guardian a chance to withdraw. But can this bold attempt succeed? Ling Xinyue clearly saw the bone whistle in Yang Fan's hand and looked at Yang Fan in surprise. "Yang Fan, what do you want to do?" Yang Fan looked at the bone whistle in his hand and said slowly: "I want to try!" Hearing this, Ling Xinyue widened her eyes. "Yang Fan, don't do it nonsense, the monster inside is already in trouble. If you awaken these again, the consequences will be unimaginable. You know this." "But, no one of us can control the soul at present. Things can't be worse anymore, why not?

What to try?" Yang Fan spoke very firmly, and Ling Xinyue didn't know what to say. "You can do it yourself. No matter what you do, I will support you. At worst, let's die together." Hearing Ling Xinyue's words, Yang Fan calmed down in panic. Yang Fan slowly put the bone whistle in his hand to his mouth and started to blow away with the image in his mind. When Yang Fan blew away, the dead bone soul in the formation began to move. Yang Fan didn't dare to open the barrier now because he had not yet fully controlled the method of controlling the dead bone soul. After repeated attempts, Yang Fan seemed to have found a little feeling. He continued to blow away with his own feelings. Soon, the dead bone souls were killed by each other. "Hey.

, Yang Fan, what are you doing? Why are they fighting?" Ling Xinyue shouted in panic. However, a smile appeared on Yang Fan's face, and then the rhythm of blowing away was changed. The dead bone souls began to kill each other, but worked together to start attacking the barrier set by Yang Fan. Soon, Yang Fan held the bone whistle in one hand and continued to blow away, and drew a halo with the other hand, opening the barrier set by himself. As Yang Fan blows away, the dead bone souls began to walk into the ancient city. Yang Fan also followed in while blowing the bone whistle. After entering the ancient city, the dead bone souls began to attack the soul spirit and the high-level dead bone souls that came out of the tower under Yang Fan's drive. The black and white guardian also escaped.

Come on. "Hehe! Young Master Yang is so good!" "I didn't expect that Young Master Yang has such ability. I was so impressed by the two of me." "You two, stop arguing, let Yang Fan concentrate on fighting the enemy." After the Black and White Guardian came back, he was quarreling around Yang Fan endlessly. Ling Xinyue couldn't stand it and said to stop him. She thought that this would help control the soul spirit, but who knew that those dry bone human souls at the bottom could not withstand the powerful resentment power of the soul spirit. What's worse than this was that after the soul spirit killed the dry bone human souls, all the resentment power in their bodies gathered into the soul spirit.

In the body, the soul spirit's resentment power became stronger and stronger. Soon, the soul spirit eliminated all the lower-level dead bone souls and eliminated the resentment power contained in their bodies. However, after killing the lower-level dead bone souls, the soul spirit began to attack the middle-level dead bone souls in the tower. Until finally, the soul spirit eliminated all the dead bone souls and concentrated all the resentment power in their bodies. This powerful resentment power made the body shape and power of the soul spirit even more incredible. Seeing at the end, although someone's eyes were wide open, he thought that this would be able to control the soul spirit and let him.

There was some reduction, who would have thought that not only did not achieve the expected effect, but the soul spirit became more than ten times more terrifying. After killing all the dead bones of human souls, the soul spirit's eyes turned to everyone in front of him. Yang Fan was the first to come back to his senses, turned around and hugged the injured Ling Xinyue, and shouted loudly: "Go away!" With Yang Fan's shouting, the people behind him also rushed out of the barrier. Yang Fan and others could only cut through a gap. After Yang Fan and others rushed out, they were directly knocked out by the soul spirit's huge body and powerful resentment power. "Hurry, go and notify the people in the ancient city and let them.

The farther you run, the better." No one can conquer this monster now. Yang Fan is powerless now and can only take one step. After hearing Yang Fan's order, Ling Xinyue's subordinates scattered to evacuate the crowd, while Yang Fan hugged Ling Xinyue and rushed forward with his soul spirit. The soul spirit's body was too huge. Every time he took a step, Yang Fan had to escape. He ran to the depression with the soul spirit, and there were deep pits dug by the village names everywhere. Because he ran too hastily, he fell into the deep pit at the same time. The deep pit was probably 10 or 20 meters deep, and it took them a while to land. Fortunately, Yang Fan reacted very quickly, not only to stretch his spiritual power in his body, but the deep pit was covered everywhere.

Yang Fan couldn't find any help. In the end, the two fell down. Yang Fan felt that his waist was about to break, his back was hard and tense, but his chest was soft. Because the deep pit was too deep, the surroundings were dark. After the only light, there was a little light as big as a star at the entrance of the deep pit in the sky. Yang Fan's softest chest was so strange that he couldn't help but examine it and pinched it carefully. When Yang Fan felt Ling Xinyue's body.

Wen, then, realized. Yang Fan was stunned and motionless, but his hand was still in that place. "Is it comfortable?" This was Ling Xinyue's voice, very familiar, and Yang Fan could hear it. "Comfortable!" Yang Fan seemed to be completely intoxicated by this touch, and said his thoughts in an understatement. "You!" Ling Xinyue wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. The voice was not very loud. This is enough to prove that although she was shy, Ling Xinyue did not completely reject Yang Fan's rashness. "Uh, it's uncomfortable!" Yang Fan then came to his senses and quickly shrank his hand back and placed it on the dry soil. It was pitch black and no one could see anyone. Ling Xinyue had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and she never had the courage to take that step. Today, God gave her a chance. Although by accident, Ling Xin.

Yue was already very satisfied and rolled to the side. When Yang Fan pressed against Ling Xinyue again, the entrance of the cave was completely covered, and there was no trace of light. Instead, he only heard some gravel falling to the ground, but not long after, the deep pit returned to peace. "Yang Fan, you are lowering me, you are about to..." Yang Fan reacted after hearing Ling Xinyue say this and quickly pulled his body away. In a blink of an eye, he came out of the air again.

A light appeared, and then the faint light, Yang Fan helped Ling Xinyue up on the ground. "Why did it get dark just now, why is it bright again now?" Ling Xinyue asked softly. "If I guessed correctly, the soul spirit did not appear, we fell into it. Just now, I was afraid that the big monster's foot was stepping on the entrance of the cave, so it became dark." "You just..." "Xinyue, I was so disrespectful just now, I apologize to you here." Ling Xinyue originally wanted to ask Yang Fan if he was really uncomfortable, but who knew that Yang Fan was actually.

Apologizing to yourself, you suddenly felt bad. "Who wants you to apologize? You have to be responsible for what you do." Responsible? Yang Fan was confused and didn't do anything..., but he almost...!" He almost... "Anyway, I don't care. You are responsible for what you do; whether you shouldn't admit it or not!" Ling Xinyue said in a coquettish tone. Ling Xinyue's current coquettish look surprised Yang Fan. He never thought that Yang Fan has never been a good person. In this situation, Yang Fan is even more.

It was hard to explain clearly. Ling Xinyue of course knew that Yang Fan had nothing to say, and then said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let's find a way to go up. That monster is so terrifying, and I don't know how it is going outside." Ling Xinyue wanted to end the unspeakable topic, so Yang Fan was naturally happy. "Okay, don't I, I don't know. Regarding escape, I, Yang Fan, have been escaping since childhood, and this will not hurt me." After hearing Yang Fan's words, Ling Xinyue couldn't help but blink and asked in surprise: "So high, do you guys go up?" Yang Fan raised a smile on his lips and stood up to embrace Ling Xin.

Yue's waist condensed the spiritual power in his body, kicked the ground and flew out in the air. When the two were 6, the Black and White Protector followed. "Young Master, are you okay?" "I'm fine, where is that monster? Where did you run?" Ling Xinyue let go of Yang Fan's thick waist and asked with a little majestic attitude. "Go back to Young Master, that monster is killing people everywhere now, and many people die at his hands. Now he is heading towards the ancient city where the crowd lives." After replying, Yang Fan helped Ling Xinyue and said hurriedly: "Let's go back and take a look." Ling Xinyue nodded and walked towards the ancient city with Yang Fan. When the four of them came.

When they arrived on the street of the ancient city, the ground was covered with dead bodies. What's even more terrifying was that the bodies of those killed by the soul spirits turned into charcoal objects, and their eyes were all open, with voices in their eyes. "Hahaha! It's ridiculous. Young Master Yang wants to save these people, but what's going on in the end? How about it? They all died because of you! Hahaha!" Hearing the voice, Yang Fan and others looked at the city head in the distance at the same time, and saw a stranger standing on the wall. Yang Fan could recognize his model.

Like, he is the one who controls the soul of the dead bones through the bone whistle in the tower. Yes, in the entire Netherland Realm, except him, Yang Fan has never seen anyone who makes people shivering like him. "Who are you?" Yang Fan stood up and shouted! "What is important is that you have turned this place into a real Netherland Realm, because after a stick of incense, there will be no more living person except me." The man said in a gloomy tone. "Hey, where are you from? You speak so arrogantly, do you still take me two old men seriously?" The White Guardian came out and shouted. "Yes, you little kid, have you grown all your hair, and you dare to be so arrogant in front of the old man." The Black Guardian continued to add, "I'm not old, why are you pretending to be old?" "However, look.

.You must be the handsome young Young Young Master Yang and the beautiful girl Ling are about to die like this. Tsk, I really feel a pity, a pity!" The man spoke very arrogantly, but Yang Fan knew that the reason why he was so arrogant was not because he was so powerful, but because he had a perverted monster like the soul spirit in his hand.

(End of this chapter)
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