Chapter 811 (1/2)

Seeing that the soul of this man has been collected, Heisha immediately waved and said, ”change to the next one.”

Immediately a man in black came up with another boy in Royal jade clothes and threw one on the ground.

”Don't kill me, don't kill me! I am the ninth Prince Wuwuwu Father, help me! Help me! ”

However, the shrill howling and begging for mercy could not save his life at all.

As the soul was drawn away and sucked dry, his body convulsed like a spasm, and his mouth overflowed with blood foam, his eyes turned white and he breathed.

The black evil spirit looks at the pure black soul refining flag above him, and then sees the slowly formed ghost face. He laughs: ”good! The purity of this soul is really good. It's worth five guards. It seems that fengzilongsun is different! Throw me another Prince... ”

”Beast! You kill my wife and children. I'll fight you! ”

With a roar of the superior official Wenji, his whole body's spiritual power soared. Unexpectedly, he suddenly opened the black iron for a thousand years and rushed towards the black evil spirit, ”I want to die with you!”

However, Heisha's face was not frightened at all. Looking at the Shangguan Wenji, his face was full of contempt and contempt.

”Hum, something beyond our control!”

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost face just formed on his head rushed over.

Shangguan Wenji gathers his power and punches at the ghost's face, but he only feels a sharp pain in his arm and shoulder.

”Ah ah ah --”

The official Wenji screamed, and then saw his shoulders and arms withered at the speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were branches that had lost their nutrients, and they hung down soft and could no longer listen.