Almost in an instant, Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a had already fought with these two Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppets.

With a collision sound like thunder, Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a were almost shocked by the huge power of these two Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppets at the same time and retreated dozens of steps.

In the first battle, both Chen Tai'a and Xiao Che chose to face the enemy head-on, but Chen Tai'a's motivation for choosing to do so was instinctive, and Xiao Che wanted to test the strength of this hundred refining corpse god puppets.

Although it was the first time Xiao Che had seen this Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppet, he had already known a lot about the Corpse God Puppet from his grandfather.

In his memory, even if it was a Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppet, the strength of different grades was very different, and the easiest way to distinguish their strength was to test their strength.

Although the abilities possessed by the high-level Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppets were completely beyond the scope of the puppets, the power they possessed in their flesh was still the basis for obtaining these abilities.

"Although he may not have done his best, a simple blow can have a thousand powers, at least a hundred refining corpse god puppets above the third order. ”

Glancing at his palm, which was cracked by this huge force, Xiao Che's expression became more and more solemn.

"Third order, which means that these two hundred refining corpse god puppets can already cultivate like cultivators, this is bad......"

Xiao Che secretly clenched the hilt of the sword that interrupted the water, and then raised his head to stare at the two bull-headed human body hundred refining corpse god puppets not far away.

The bodies of these two Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppets were as if they had been sewn up with needles and threads, and the whole body wrapped every piece of the head in a complete place. Even where they stood, they were still like a soldering iron, and there was a scorching heat wave around them.

"How's that? strong, right?"

The voice of the Ghost King of the Western Hell rang out again with the sound of the bell.

"Finally, I will give you two another chance, you two will kill the old man behind you, and I will let you go. ”

Her voice was full of charm.

"Rest ......"

"Let me think about it. ”

Mrs. Chen, who was on the side, was about to blurt out the word "don't think", but was stopped by Xiao Che.

He then shook his head at Mrs. Chen, and looked at the bald eagle behind him, which was pecking at the chains little by little.

Mrs. Chen, who was originally full of doubts, also understood at this time.

"Are you procrastinating? You're going to think better than the stupid boy next to you. You want to see if the bird can peck at my soul lock?"

The seductive female voice sounded again, and she asked with a provocative smile.

Hearing this, Xiao Che did not speak.

"It's just a geist, thinking that with that little bit of soul power is like breaking my soul lock, what if I just let you wait until he pecks my soul lock?"

She then sneered.

"Actually, you want to see if he can break your soul lock, right?"

Hearing this, Xiao Che sneered.

"It's better for people to be stupid, but if they're too smart, they won't live long. ”

The ghost king snorted coldly.

I have to say that Xiao Che guessed well, although this Western Hell Ghost King is strong on the surface, Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a, who can be killed at any time in front of him, are actually more afraid of the bald vulture possessed by the nameless wandering spirit in his heart at this time.

Because this soul lock was refined by extracting her natal soul, and it was the thing she was most proud of, and at this moment, she was actually pecked by a big bird possessed by a geisman one bite at a time.

If this bald vulture was really able to break her soul lock, wouldn't it mean that the spirit of this wandering soul was stronger than her Western Hell Ghost King?

"It can't be!"

The Ghost King of the Western Hell snorted coldly in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's you. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Xiao Che's mouth suddenly hooked, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the night behind the two Hundred Refining Corpse God puppets, and a white spider the size of a grain of rice was slowly crawling from his index finger into the cuff.

The Ghost King of the Western Hell didn't even dream that Xiao Che's move just now was not just to delay time.

And with the cold snort of the Ghost King of the West Hell, the two Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppets seemed to be petrified, and instantly stood motionless in front of Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a like a statue, and she really stopped attacking the two of them very faithfully.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence on the frozen sea under the moonlight, and only the "ding" sound of the "bald vulture" pecking at the soul lock remained.

As the focus of everyone's attention at this time, the "bald vulture", that is, Li Yunsheng, his mood at this time was really complicated.

He underestimated Xiao Che's observation and decisiveness a little, it was obvious that the other party had already noticed his existence, and when he was about to break this "soul lock", he made a very accurate judgment at the first time.

However, although Xiao Che's judgment was accurate, what he didn't know was that Li Yunsheng was actually very struggling at the moment.

Probably because of the state of the Three Silences, he could see at a glance that this soul lock was condensed and refined by the divine soul, so he was indeed able to tear it apart by condensing the power of his divine soul on the bald eagle's mouth.

But the problem is that the divine soul is not an ordinary iron, the same origin of the divine soul will attract each other, even if Li Yunsheng can tear it apart, they will soon be able to reunite, and the cycle will never end.

"I see, I see, I ...... so"

After carefully watching Li Yunsheng peck at the soul lock a few times, the Ghost King of the Western Hell who was hiding in the shadows suddenly giggled.

"I'll just say that you are just a wandering soul, how can you break my soul lock!"

She said with contempt.

Xiao Che, who heard the words and found something unusual, also frowned, but soon stretched out again, he was not ready to rely on the dragon and the bald eagle.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and re-grasped the water-breaking sword in his hand, and then his eyes motioned to Chen Tai'a to get ready to make a move.

At this moment, Li Yunsheng, who had not made much progress, decided to make a very risky move.

Although Xiao Che is not optimistic about this Ao Ji's combat effectiveness, in Li Yunsheng's opinion, the deadlock here can only be broken by this dragon, as a person who has fought with that half of the ghost king, he is very aware of the strength of the ghost kings of the hell, with Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a's cultivation at this time, it is absolutely impossible for the opponent of the ghost king.

So he had to break the soul lock.

"It's for the sake of Xiao's seniors. ”

As soon as Li Yunsheng thought of this, his expression suddenly turned grim, and he pecked at the soul lock again and tore off a fragment, but this time he did not throw away the fragment, but swallowed it directly.

This action made the few people who were looking at him at this moment stunned.

Especially Xiao Che and the Ghost King of the Western Hell in the shadows, because they both knew very well the consequences of forcibly devouring powerful divine souls.

However, Li Yunsheng didn't have time to pay attention to their gaze at this time, because this fragment of the soul lock, which was completely condensed by the divine soul, instantly transformed into a torrent of divine soul power and rushed towards his own divine soul.

"Come on. ”

Li Yunsheng condensed slightly, and instantly wrapped that divine soul with his own divine soul, and suddenly countless unfamiliar memory fragments began to impact his divine soul, and just when he felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, a huge divine soul power floating from Feilai Peak instantly calmed down his divine soul, and that divine soul from the Western Hell Ghost King meekly integrated into his divine soul.

At this moment, Li Yunsheng finally experienced what it means to be rich and dangerous.

He found that his forced adventure had been a blessing in disguise and had strengthened his spirit.

On the contrary is the Ghost King of the West Prison at this time.

There was no pain comparable to the feeling of being devoured, even if it had been stripped away by herself a long time ago.

"Kill them and take that dragon away. ”

She endured the pain and commanded in a cold voice.

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