In the Black Storm world, Yorkham Jones and the giant black skeleton are still facing each other.

In his state of 'Light Indulgence' and 'Requiem' at full power, the supernatural power in Jokham Jones's body is almost disappearing like a stream of water.

"Three minutes at most..."

Feeling the only quarter of his supernatural power left in his body, Yorkham Jones looked up at the giant skeleton.

The murderous spirits spewed out by the skeletons seemed to be endless, and they had been purified and pacified, but the number was increasing.

"Mr. Holy Priest, you don't seem to have staying power~" The red-haired woman suddenly 'giggled' a few times.

"But I've got explosiveness!" said Yorkham Jones, who roared and summoned two fat light elves.

As soon as the two chubby light elves appeared, they put on a frightened look and ran around in the air with their teeth and claws.

Then, the two lights collided, and they stuck out their tongues and assumed a 'I'm unconscious'.

"Stop playing! help!" Glaring, Yorkham Jones immediately asked the two light elves to assist in chanting a 'requiem'.

Unfortunately, the two light elves did not obey, and although they got up, they only pointed to their mouths and 'beeped'.

It seems to say, "How can I sing with a voice like this?"

I want to strangle you...

If it weren't for the fact that Yorkham Jones had devoted all of his energy to Bo, he would have rushed over and pounded the two mischievous and hateful elves of light.

At the same time, the red-haired woman once again ramped up the number of ferocious eruptions, seemingly preparing to crush Yorkham Jones directly.

In just a few seconds, countless black spirits rushed into the range of the Light and surged towards Yorkham Jones.

At this time, the two fat light elves finally moved, they flapped their thin wings and dragged their fat bodies, and flew onto the shoulders of angels who were the same height as Qinqing.

Then, the two bright energies took out two huge megaphones:

"Toot!"

"Toot!"

A loud roar came from the loudspeaker, and immediately rippled in the holy light, and then, the ripples spread out with the holy light.

At this moment, Yorkham Jones clearly felt that the speed of the 'Requiem' was nearly doubled, and soon, Yorkham Jones had the upper hand.

However, the rate at which his supernatural power is consumed is also accelerating.

...

In a low-cost house in the inner city of Ijnson, the old man who made the commission at the transcendent exchange meeting was sitting upright on the sofa, and he also had a 'lich jar' in his hand.

"Estreby, my lord, soon, you will be my servant, and after all these years of hard work, I will finally be able to get you. ”

Then, the old man took out a blue brooch and released streaks of blue ice light aimed at the 'Lich Jar'.

Then, there was a cry of pain from within the 'Lich Jar'.

...

At the same time, in the 'ghost town', the red-haired woman who was desperately fighting against the wave suddenly wailed in pain.

In the midst of the black storm, countless blue ice lights suddenly appeared, and quickly surged towards the heart of the skeleton with the light and holy light, and that location was the location of the 'Lich Jar'.

"Mr. Holy Priest, you have won, though not very glorious..."

At this moment, the figure of the red-haired woman appeared again, she crouched quietly on the shoulders of the giant skeleton, and her delicate silhouette was reflected in the eyes of Yorkham Jones in the light of holy light and ice.

The red-haired woman's eyes were very gentle, she didn't seem to be afraid of death, looking at the two rays of life, she just brushed her loose hair against the wind and stretched her waist.

In an instant, the Holy Light and Ice shone on the 'Lich Jar', and a cry of pain from the depths of the soul resounded all around.

After a few moments, the Lich Jar turned into a cloud of ashes, and at the same time, the giant skeleton and red-haired woman dissipated into the light.

Immediately after, the ice vanished, and the 'Requiem' pacified all the evil spirits.

Everything quickly quieted down, and nothing seemed to have changed except for the black town that had completely disappeared, and of course, the total amount of light power in Yorkham Jones's body had increased a lot, about one-twentieth or so.

The promoted Yorkham Jones was not happy, nor was he as excited as before, he just clenched his fists hard:

"Taken advantage of..."

"Dare to take advantage of the 'Destiny Stowaway', you will be miserable!"

Muttering a few words, and once again paying two hairs, Yorkham Jones used the 'ghost doll' to teleport to the inner city with the basket, and ran wild with the blessing of supernatural power.

"Jones, where are you going?"

"Kill. ”

...

In the low-rent house, as the 'Lich Jar' fell silent with the painful wails of the 'Lich Jar', the old man's wrinkled face looked a little excited:

"Estreby, my great Lord, are your followers good to you?"

"You're going to die a terrible death. There was a cold voice from the Lich Jar.

"Lord, why be so ruthless, your five souls have been destroyed by three, as long as you are destroying one, you belong to me. ”

The old man laughed obsessively twice, and then said:

"Don't worry, I will treat you gently, after all, I believe in you so much, I can't wait to be with your soul. ”

At this time, a gentle whisper suddenly sounded:

"Old gentleman, I'm afraid you don't have a chance. ”

Then, a dark shadow emerged from the shadows, wrapped in a wide black robe and wearing a beast mask.

"Who are you, how did you get in!" the old man immediately roared in rage, and shot a dark light towards the black-robed man.