After the last bullet was fired, he didn't look at the only two Yin soldiers on both sides in front of him, and immediately raised his sword and rushed towards the Yin Mountain Warlock in front of him.

Seeing that this Inspector was facing a crisis of life and death, he did not hesitate to pull his junior sister as a shield, and now he was making such a sad gesture, he was unmoved in his heart, and stabbed his sword at the evil warlock who was holding Lu Yunmiao and crying bitterly.

Ding Yuanshan raised his head violently, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was blue and black, and his facial muscles were distorted, as hideous as a demon.

He hugged the body of his junior sister in his arms tightly with his left hand, and held the mana in the body of the Yin Mountain Blood Soul Banner with his right hand, and suddenly the remaining Blood Soul Yin soldiers were covered in black energy, and they all pounced on the thorns.

Jing Zijian originally saw this person in grief, thinking that he could easily kill this person when his mind was lost, but he didn't expect this Ding Yuanshan to react so quickly, sensing the two yin and evil mana behind him, and the two evil winds rushed in, and immediately turned around and handed out the two swords.

The cane sword pierced into the materialized Yin Soul Yin Soldier, and with a rush of thorn mana, two mana broke in, and the Yin Evil Mana of the Yin Mountain Sutra in the bodies of the two Yin Soldiers collided violently with the hot and cold mana of the Kanli Water and Fire Sword Qi, making two "bang bang" sounds.

A mana counterattack came from the tip of the sword, and Thorn Thorn immediately took advantage of this counterattack to pull out the long sword, and at the same time pressed his feet to the ground, instantly pounced on Ding Yuanshan.

But seeing that this great Chongliupin magician had put down the woman's body and stood in the corner of the quiet room, his five fingers were like phantoms quickly sealing, and the thorns turned around and stabbed the Yin soldiers' kung fu, this person's law seal had been completed, he held the bone banner with both hands violently, and shouted:

"Eclipse!"

A stream of black qi rose from the Yin Mountain Blood Soul Banner and turned into a black snake and pounced on the young warlock in front of him.

Seeing this person's evil method coming, Thorn's heart jumped, and his body that was originally flying quickly stopped.

At this moment, the Yin soldier who had just been stabbed back by his two swords had also pounced again.

There is a Yin Mountain evil law in the front, and there are two Yin soldiers to intercept it, which has become a lore game!

Seeing this, Ding Yuanshan was relieved, and he shouted:

"Dog thief! After I kill you, I will detain the soul and torture it every day to comfort my sister, the spirit of the underworld! ”

Thorn didn't react to this, he had already used secret techniques to stimulate the potential of his body, and the mana in his body was surging, and this was the peak moment of his state.

His breathing with a special rhythm further stimulated the muscles of his whole body, and at the same time, his mana was blessed on his lower limbs, and his feet were a little stronger, and he jumped up, just enough to avoid the attacks of evil spells and Yin soldiers.

The thorn in the air used the power that had just jumped up, adjusted his body posture, and on his head and feet, condescendingly stabbed two swords at the Tianling Gai of the two yin soldiers with the help of gravity.

"Bang bang" two explosions, the mana he poured into the sword body of his hand collided with the evil power of the two blood soul yin soldiers again, with the help of this shock force, his body in the air instantly flew back again, and stood just behind the two yin soldiers under the action of gravity.

The blood and black qi in the bodies of the two Yin soldiers who pounced were mixed, colliding with the pure mana that the thorns pierced into their bodies, and the black snake released by Ding Yuanshan just now bypassed the yin soldiers and pounced, seeing this, the thorns quickly retreated.

"This Blood Soul Yin Soldier is really evil, not only defiling the mana that I broke into his body, but even trying to pollute me with the help of this sword."

At this time, the two manas in the thin sword in Jing Zithorn's hand collided fiercely, one was his own hot and cold mana, and the other was the Yin Mountain mana mixed with the evil and filthy Yin Mountain mana of the Yin Mountain Blood Soul Banner in this Yin soldier's body.

Seeing that the sword body trembled, and its surface gradually cracked in the violent collision of the two mana, the thorn thorn moved, and the mana in the body was rudely poured into the sword, and suddenly there was a "click" sound from the exquisitely made Abili cane sword.

Then, with a strong throw, a sword shadow flew towards Ding Yuanshan, who was standing in the corner of the quiet room.

Fish intestine stabbing swordsmanship, get rid of the sword!

After doing this, Thorn didn't look at the results of the battle, quickly exited the quiet room, reached into his arms and took out the cloth bag containing the ammunition of the revolver and quickly reloaded.

When the ammunition was loaded, there was a crisp sound in the quiet room, followed by a miserable scream, and then the two Blood Soul Yin Soldiers who had removed the strange power in their bodies and the Black Snake Evil Technique released by Ding Yuanshan rushed along the breath of the thorns.

"It's late."

Thorn sneered, and the mana poured into the bullet in the revolver, and the two shots "bang" instantly smashed the Yin soldier and the black snake.

He let out a sigh of relief, hurriedly took out the Black Snake Healing Pill from his arms and took it, the mana in his body was replenished in the slightest, and he raised his feet and walked into this quiet room again, and saw that Ding Yuanshan, the commander of the Patrol Division, was covered in blood and flesh, and his body was covered with sword blade fragments, and he was lying on the ground struggling to crawl towards Lu Yunmiao's body.

Walking in front of this person, Thorn looked down at this person's flesh and blood blurred body, and said with a mocking smile:

"I just pulled this woman to you as a shield, and now I am making this affectionate appearance, Ding Yuanshan, are you teasing me?"

Hearing this, the Inspector Si Si Zheng, who was struggling to crawl towards his junior sister, was stunned, raised his head that was covered with blood from the fragments of the sword blade, and did not distinguish between them, looking at the thorn with a hint of pleading in his eyes, he said angrily:

"Please...... Let me die with my sister and ......"

Seeing this person's expression and listening to this person's tone, it didn't seem to be hypocritical, Jing Zithorn shook his head:

"Man, ......"

The instinct to survive and the true feelings at this time are revealed, who is true and who is false?

Who knows?

Thorn walked to the bone banner that fell to the ground, bent down and lifted it, feeling the darkness and evil contained in it, and immediately threw it in front of Ding Yuanshan in disgust.

Ding Yuanshan trembled when he saw the magic weapon in front of him, he looked at the thorns and begged for mercy with tears in his eyes:

"Please, don't...... Spare my sister and my soul to the underworld, please ......."

After the death of mortals, the soul establishes the underworld, and the warlock has mana, and the soul is nourished by mana, and the essence is far beyond that of mortals, so the physical body can linger in this world for a moment after death.

Thorn slowly walked up to the man, sighed, and said:

"I don't know how sincere or fake you are about this woman, but I really admire you when you want to go to the underworld with your junior sister before you die."

Speaking of this, his voice turned sharp:

"It's just that it's also a fact that you slaughtered my Xia compatriots with bloody hands, don't say that I won't give you a chance to be a wolf barbarian, if you can make all the unjust souls who died in vain in this banner forgive you, what does it matter if I let you die with your junior sister?"

After speaking, Thorn ignored the man's begging for mercy with his head on the ground, poured mana into the revolver, aimed at the evil magic weapon refined by the living, and shot a bullet with a "bang", which immediately broke the pole, and a hole was also punched on the surface of the banner behind the pole.

Don't look at the previous time he shattered the bodies of those Yin soldiers, but as long as this bone banner is still there, after those Yin soldiers are broken soul bodies, they will return to this banner, and now that he has broken this banner, he has truly liberated the souls in this banner

Intense blood and black qi flowed out from the damaged position of this magic weapon, and fourteen distorted souls flew out.

Their souls were shattered by thorns before, and this is naturally the case at this time.

Jing Zithorn quickly stepped back, looked at the corpses of Ding Yuanshan and Lu Yunmiao, who were screaming, and shook his head with a sneer:

"This is the fate of the evil warlock, and if you do too much injustice, you will be killed."

This warlock soul lingers in the world, and now it is about to usher in the revenge of these unjust souls.

As he spoke, he turned to leave, but instead of taking revenge in front of the two, a ghost flew in front of Thorn.

"Huh?"

Thorn was stunned and saw a grimace floating in front of him, which was making a gesture of speaking, but because there was no substance, no sound could be made.

"Are you...... Wang Jiajun? ”

Thorn could barely make out the grimace and recognize that this was a former classmate from the mechanical seminar, and his heart sank.

Struggling to discern the shape of his mouth, he confirmed:

"You're saying, Ah Thorn, take care of the president?"

Grimace nodded with relief, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then a little black and red gas overflowed, and it disappeared.

Thorn was silent for a moment, looked back at Ding Yuanshan, who had been killed, and more than a dozen unjust souls who were still frantically gnawing on the two corpses, snorted coldly, and then walked out of the quiet room.