Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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Yue Wushang has amazing spiritual power, his blood is the best delicacy for these wraiths.

They could no longer resist the temptation of this blood, and swarmed in regardless of life and death!

Yue Wushang raised her eyebrows, snorted coldly, and a silver wave of light condensed into shape in her hand...

He is also a Demon Lord after all, these resentful spirits are too reckless! [

If this soul-destroying formula is used, none of the tumbling wraiths around will be able to escape the fate of being wiped out!

He raised his eyebrows, and inadvertently saw a familiar shadow flashing among these wraiths.

His movements stopped abruptly!

It was an elder of the Yaozu 50 years ago, who was executed by himself for rebellion, and his soul was imprisoned in this lake.

Seeing him roaring in among a group of resentful spirits, Yue Wushang suddenly had a flash of inspiration:

If little Luo'er died in this lake, her soul might also be among these wraiths!

With this palm of my own, maybe she will lose her wits too!

This palm stopped for a moment, and when he was a little dazed, several resentful spirits who were not afraid of death rushed forward.

He didn't set up a barrier for a while, but they jumped on him and bit him a few times!

The bite of this wraith spirit is different from the wounds of ordinary swords and swords, it is cold to the bone, and the place bitten by them is instantly bruised, as if poisoned.

Yue Wushang frowned slightly, the light on his body flashed,

The wraiths biting him were like a ladle of water poured into boiling oil, and with a chirping sound, they turned into wisps of green smoke.

Annihilated in water.

He didn't care about the wounds on his body at this time, and set up an enchantment casually. With this enchantment, those resentful spirits could no longer get close to him.

"Whether she is dead or alive, I must find her! Even if I find her soul!"

Gritting his teeth secretly, he moved his body through the water, carefully screening out the souls in the water.

He firmly believed that as long as he searched, and kept searching, he would be able to find Qi Luoer among the thousands of souls!

Those whistling wraiths were naturally unwilling to give up this tempting delicacy, and they flocked to wherever he swam.

Looking from a distance, a water line shuttles rapidly through the lake. [