"Ah! My Soul-Locking Banner!" Wu Yue rushed towards the Soul-Locking Banner like crazy, trying his best to save the most important magic weapon in his hand.

But when his hand touched the Soul Lock Banner, the pieces of rags were hit by a purple electric snake. The rags were circling and biting on the rags. When Wuyuesha wanted to ignore the terrifying electric snake, the purple electric snake disappeared, and Wuyuesha's tentacles came up, and all he could touch was a hand of powder.

After a wave of evil wind blowing from somewhere suddenly blew over, Wuyuesha only saw the charred rags blowing completely by the wind like smoke and ash!

He hurriedly wanted to reach out his hand to grab it, but all he caught was nothingness.

And this is not the most fearful thing for Wuyue Sha. The Soul Lock Banner was destroyed and the black smoke in the sky gradually dissipated.

Wuyue Sha couldn't believe that the Soul Lock Banner, which he regarded as the only chance to turn over, was so easily destroyed!

"No, no!" Wu Yuesha panicked and wanted to collect the remaining part of the Soul Lock Banner. He raised his hand and slapped himself a few times, hoping that he could wake up from this terrible dream.

But Wuyue Sha was not so lucky after all. The Soul Lock Banner turned into ashes in his hands, and then the black smoke in the sky gradually dissipated. Wuyue Sha didn't even have time to see the person behind him who was constantly approaching him.

Because the fragments of the soul-locking banner that he was holding tightly in his hand were making terrifying screams.

Countless white souls emerged from his fingers. Wu Yuesha clenched his hands desperately, and even his nails were deeply trapped in the flesh. But this did not stop the souls from scattering away.

"No, no! You are not allowed to run away, you are left to me in the soul lock banner! I saved you, I am giving you a place to live, I am not allowed to betray me!" Wu Yuesha had a pair of red eyes, and his whole body was covered with dark aura.

Sang Ying stood not far away and looked at him, knowing very clearly that this person had signs of falling into a demon.

Even though Wuyue Sha had done a lot of evil things in the past, he still practiced authentic puppet art. Now that he is surrounded by demons and is full of karma, he is probably not far from being a demon.

Yingbai's soul didn't listen to his words at all. They rushed out of Wuyue's killing palms and then flew towards Wuyue City.

After these souls that still have vitality escaped, dark souls appeared one after another.

Sang Ying could see clearly behind her that these black souls had long been dead but could not be reborn or restless. They gathered together because of their powerful resentment. When they emerged from the Wuyue Killer, a foul stench also appeared with the filthy ball they condensed into.

The filth ball slowly condensed into shape, like a monster without face and limbs.

It twisted its body like mud, slowly approaching Wuyuesha.

"Master, didn't you say you wanted to help us get out of trouble?" The voice was made up of countless voices, and those who were killed by Wuyue were screaming loudly.

Even Wuyue Killing, even if it was Wuyue Killing, he would bleeding from his ears after just hearing this sentence.

Wuyue Sha realized the terror of this filthy ball. He took a few steps back, but he still said stubbornly: "I gave you food and you were living! How many of you were almost dead at the beginning? I saved you so that you could live like a normal person. I saved your life! Now I am just taking back this life that should not exist. You have lived for those more days, but you should be grateful to me!"

He knew that he could not beat the monster in front of him, but he was tough and unwilling to give in. He felt that he was not wrong from the bottom of his heart. He had paid enough for these people, and they should repay him!

The voice suddenly became sharp: "You said you would take us out of the sea of ​​suffering!" Immediately afterwards, it changed to a calm male voice: "You said you would let us live."

The child screamed in a harsh voice: "You killed us, you killed us!"

Finally, there was the woman's weird tone of a sharp smile: "So, we will kill you too."

After the words came, the filthy group completely devoured Wuyue Killing, and the other party's screams immediately came out.

Seeing this, Sang Ying finally stopped hiding to watch the show. She held the Fuchuan sword and swept it with the sword energy. The filthy ball was cut off by her, and Wuyue Kill, who was almost collapsed in the black air, was revealed again.

Sang Ying pulled the man out of the filth, and most of the black robe on Wuyuesha's body was eroded, leaving only a few thin strips of cloth hanging pitifully on him.

It was only then that Sang Ying could clearly see that his face and limbs were gnawed to varying degrees. There were still a few bloody teeth marks on his already shrinking legs, and several of them could even see the crimson white bones.

"Didn't you help us? Why should you save him?!" The filth quickly condensed again, and the strange tone made Sang Ying hear several different voices.

Sang Ying shook her head: "I didn't save him. He was very sinful and I don't know how many lives he killed. Letting him die silently is not enough to calm the resentment of those innocent people. When I bring him back to Wuyue City, and make all the truth public, I will hand him over to you to deal with it."

The filth was silent for a moment, as if the soul in the body was discussing something.

After a while, it spoke again: "You destroyed the Soul Lock Banner and let us come out. We are willing to believe you once. We will give you three days, and in three days, we will come and take his life again."

After saying that, Wuwu made a head-down action, looked at Wuyuesha who was still screaming, and soon turned into countless black smoke and flew into the deep jungle in front of him.

Sang Ying let out a breath of turbid air invisibly, both for these pitiful souls and for the men who were still struggling on the ground.

The soul-locking banner was broken, and the living souls immediately returned to their bodies. Liu Duanyue and others soon discovered that the screams and struggles under their hands gradually weakened.

When a gust of white light melted into these people's bodies, Liu Duanyue watched her daughter slowly recover from her normal face, and tears were about to fall down for a moment.

"Dad?" Liu Qingyu called out softly, and when his blurry vision became clear, he saw his father, who had never shown his fragile eyes in front of them, with a slightly red eye socket.

Liu Duanyue helped her daughter up and turned her head to look at her two sons. At this moment, Liu Chengren was also leaning in Liu Chengzhi's arms, and her appearance had already returned to normal.

"Dad." Liu Chengren called out weakly.

Liu Chengzhi showed a rare smile: "Dad, you won the bet!"

Yes, he won the bet, and the two people who had created miracles in Yinshan Sect created new miracles in this city.


Chapter completed!