The three people who heard the sound immediately tensed up in alarm, and their eyes scanned around, but they did not see any shadow of the enemy.

"On the roof!"

Huo Yunche was a little embarrassed to use his soul power to dispel the black mist in front of him, his toes hit the ground a little hard, rushed up to the beam, hung his right hand on the beam and made a 180-degree turn, and kicked the roof.

"Boom-"

The tiles that were hit by the huge force fell "flutteringly", splashing large patches of dust.

There was a hole on the roof the size of a water tank, large enough for one person to travel.

She dodged the falling tiles sideways, and her soul power poured out, and with a light tap on the beam, she soared into the air and rushed straight towards the wider realm of the outside world.

However, before she could stabilize her figure, the surging black mist struck again.

Huo Yunche had to take a few light steps on the roof before slowing down his figure, and he did a lot of calculations, but he didn't count that one foot was still embedded in the eaves that were in disrepair.

Damn it!

"Ache!"

Huo Yuhao's figure followed closely, although he still couldn't sense the existence of any strange power, he still relied on his instinctive reaction to block in front of Huo Yunche.

He took out a kettle from his arms, quickly pulled out the lid and swayed it into the air, wrapped in the soul power of Sen Leng's coldness, sweeping away from his body overwhelmingly, and when he touched the air mixed with water, the frost quickly spread around, surrounding him and Huo Yunche's figures.

The black mist and the frost collided violently, and the two countered each other, and neither was convinced by the other's mutual dissolution.

"Ache, we can't see the enemy."

"Brother, can't you feel it?"

The brother and sister who met opened their mouths in unison, but their eyes stared at the strangeness in mid-air without blinking.

"Xiao Yunche!"

"Xiao Yunche!"

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao followed, landing beside Huo Yunche, guarding left and right.

Huo Yunche smashed the tile trapped in his right foot with a punch, pursed his lips and glanced at the three of them, and after noticing the source of the strangeness of the three people, he sighed lightly, he already knew that he couldn't hide it for long, but he didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly.

That's it.

It's all enemies.

Huo Yunche's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and when she opened her eyes again, a bewitching red intent like blood climbed from under her eyes, and it occupied her entire eyes in a short time.

"Brother, Xiao Xiao, Wang Dong, it will hurt a little, bear with it."

The purple soul rings swaying on her body suddenly contracted, and then, three soul rings with strong blood qi suddenly rose, half red and half black, distinct, but with this thick evil qi.

This is

Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but without the slightest hint of fear, they gathered the soul power surging in their bodies and opened their hearts peacefully.

"Second Soul Ring, Soul Splitting!"

Once raw and twice cooked.

Huo Yunche manipulated the strange power of the soul splitting and probed into the bodies of the three people who were defenseless against her, just like using a sickle for weeding, and unceremoniously slashed the soul boundary of the three people who were attached to the black mist, grabbed the fleeing black mist, pinched it hard, and the smoke dissipated.

The devoured soul power was slapped back into their respective bodies by Huo Yunche with a calm face before it escaped.

It's just that, it's a little strange that my brother doesn't have that person's soul origin in their bodies.

What's the difference, exactly?

Huo Yunche's eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly in confusion, but there was no time for her to calm down and think.

"The first soul skill, spirit detection sharing."

After getting rid of the influence, Huo Yuhao suddenly came back to his senses, and built a bridge of communication for his friends for the first time.

"Xiao Xiao, the Sansheng Town Soul Ding cooperated with each other to disperse that black mist."

"Wang Dong, after Xiao Xiao dispersed, he used the light of the butterfly god to shine on the most viscous, disgusting, and least favorite piece of black fog, the unceremonious kind."

Xiao Xiao's Sansheng Soul Suppression Ding already has the effect of suppressing treacherous evil, coupled with Wang Dong's light attribute natural restraint on evil, just this scattered, lost his spiritual wisdom, and even the black mist controlled by the soul origin that was a little crippled in his instinct, except for the strength was a little stronger, it was not very good.

Isn't this pure to give?

She also wondered how her brother couldn't notice such a thing, causing her to think that she was perceiving something wrong, and she was nervous for a long time.

Although she said this, her body was still tense, so that she could rescue in time in case of an accident.

"First Soul Skill, Ding Shock."

"The second soul skill, Ding Zhidang."

Xiao Xiao's right hand was raised high, and amazing soul power gushed out, and the Sansheng Zhen Soul Ding fell in the center of the black mist with her falling gesture.

The black fog was suddenly blown away, and even the invisible air was blown up by the concussive force, and one after another, in the black fog in the sky, the strange waves exploded, washed away, and disappeared.

Wang Dong's eyes flashed with golden light, and he forcibly endured his unhappiness and disgust at the black mist in front of him, and his eyes searched over it inch by inch.

This is it!

He soared into the air, the wings of the Goddess of Light butterfly flapping violently in the air, driving his body through the escaping black fog, and then stopped in front of a large black fog that was viscous and seemed to be engraved with mottled ciphertext.

"Second Soul Skill, Light of the Butterfly God!"

A brilliant curtain of light, like a meteor pursuing freedom, flew down from the sky, and there was no waste at all, and it fell completely into the black mist.

After a little silence.

Violent ripples of power swept through the black mist, and the roar from the inside out disintegrated its defenses, spitting out the black mist as if it had been wounded internally.

The black fog that was spit out didn't even stop in mid-air for half a moment, and then completely dissipated, leaving no trace left.

The brilliant golden light was still flickering in the air, chasing the black mist that had escaped, dissipating little by little, leaving a barely visible shadow hanging down.

The fog disperses.

Fushou Smoke House, which has not seen the light of day all year round, finally ushered in its first ray of sunshine this year, warm and warm.

Addicts who have smoked Fushou paste have also ushered in the first wave of opportunities to save themselves, how can it not be said to be a good phenomenon?

Huo Yunche flew forward and grabbed the falling wreckage.

"It's . Finger? ”

The origin of the soul of the finger type?

Is the soul origin of the Fushou Tobacco House in the huge Rongzhen Brainwashed just a finger of the body? No, not even half a finger.

Huo Yunche's gaze fell on the phalanx that was obviously missing half of the phalanges, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, that is to say, their strength was at most the same as the half-amputated phalanges of others or a little higher?

No wonder it went so well.

She said that the boss was not so easy to get the horn_

Having said that, let them come with a bunch of little weak chickens, shouldn't they be here to fight the big boss? Couldn't that be cannon fodder? Thinking of this, Huo Yunche only felt that the future seemed to be dark for a moment.