Almost in a blink of an eye, Xiao Che and Chen Taia had already fought with these two Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppets.

With a collision sound like muffled thunder, Xiao Che and Chen Taia were almost shocked by the huge force of the two hundred-refined corpse god puppets and retreated dozens of steps.

In the first fight, both Chen Tai A and Xiao Che chose to face the enemy head-on, but Chen Tai A chose to do so instinct, while Xiao Che wanted to use this to test the strength of the Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppet.

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

In his memory, even the strength of the Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppets is very different in different grades, and the easiest way to distinguish their strength is to test their strength.

Although the abilities of the high-level corpse god puppets have completely exceeded the scope of puppets, the power they possess in their bodies still obtains the basis for these abilities.

"Although he may not have done his best yet, a simple blow can have a thousand pounds of power, at least the third level or above the Hundred Refining Corpse God Puppet."

After taking a look at his palm that was cracked by this huge force, Xiao Che's expression became more and more serious.

"The third level means that these two hundred-point corpse-refining god puppets can already practice like cultivators, which is awful..."

Xiao Che secretly held the hilt of the broken water sword in his hand, then looked up at the two savage human bodies, and the god of refining corpse puppets not far away.

The bodies of these two corpse god puppets of refining corpse were as if they had been stitched with needles and threads, and their whole body was covered with every complete part of their heads. Even if they were standing, they were still like a soldering iron, and their bodies were emitting burning heat waves.

"How? Very strong, right?"

The voice of the Ghost King of the Western Prison sounded again with the bell.

"I'll give you two another chance in the end. If you two kill the old man behind you, I'll let you go."

Her voice was full of charm.

"stop……"

"Let me think about it."

Chen Taia, who was standing beside him, almost blurted out the words "not to think about it", but was stopped by Xiao Che.

He then shook his head at Tai Ah Chen, and his eyes were deliberately or unintentionally looking at the white-headed vulture behind him who was pecking the iron chain bit by bit.

Mr. Chen, who was originally full of confusion, also understood at this time.

"Do you delay time? You have to think more thoroughly than the silly boy next to you. Are you trying to see if the bird can peck off my soul-retaining lock?"

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

Xiao Che didn't say anything after hearing this.

"A mere wandering soul, I thought that the little soul power was like breaking my soul-retaining lock. So what if I just asked you to wait until he pecked my soul-retaining lock?"

She continued to sneer.

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

Xiao Che sneered after hearing this.

"It's better to be stupid, but if you are too smart, you won't live long."

The Ghost King snorted coldly.

I have to say that Xiao Che guessed well. Although the Ghost King of the Western Prison was powerful on the surface, Xiao Che and Chen Tai Ah, who could be killed at any time in front of the prince, were actually even more afraid of the white-headed vulture possessed by the nameless wandering soul in his heart.

Because this soul-retaining lock was made by her extraction of her natal soul, and it was the thing she was most proud of, that she was actually pecked at the mouth of a big bird possessed by a wandering soul.

If this white-headed vulture could really break her soul-detention lock, wouldn’t it mean that the soul of this wandering soul is stronger than that of her Western Prison Ghost King?

"This is impossible!"

The Ghost King of Western Prison snorted coldly in his heart.

"It's you."

Hearing this, Xiao Che suddenly curled his lips and looked at the night behind the two corpse god puppets of refining. A white spider as big as a grain of rice was slowly crawling into his cuff from his index finger.

The Ghost King of the Western Prison was afraid that he would never dream of Xiao Che's actions just now were not just to delay time.

With the cold snorting of the Ghost King of the Western Prison, the two puppets of refining corpse were as if they had been petrified and stood motionless in front of Xiao Che and Chen Taia like a statue. As expected, she stopped attacking the two of them with great confidence.

Suddenly, under the moonlight, there was still a dead silence on the sea surface, leaving only the "white-headed vulture" pecking at the Soul-Detent Lock.

As the focus of everyone's attention at this time, the "white-headed vulture", Li Yunsheng, was really complicated at this time.

He underestimated Xiao Che's observation and decisiveness. It was obvious that the other party had long noticed his existence, and when he was about to destroy the "soul-retaining lock", he made a very accurate judgment as soon as possible.

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

Perhaps because of the state of Sanji, he could see at a glance that the Soul-Retaining Lock was condensed and refined by the soul, so he could indeed tear it apart by condensing his soul power on the white-headed vulture's mouth.

But the problem is that the soul is not ordinary iron, and the souls of the same origin will attract each other. Even if Li Yunsheng can tear them apart, they can quickly reunite and repeat and never end.

"So that's it, so that's it..."

After carefully watching Li Yunsheng shatter the soul-detaining lock several times, the Ghost King of the Western Prison who was hiding in the dark suddenly giggled.

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

She said incredibly contemptuously.

Xiao Che, who noticed the strangeness, frowned, but soon stretched out again. He had no plans to rely on the dragon and the white-headed eagle.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and clenched the broken water sword in his hand again, and then his eyes signaled Chen Tai'a to make him ready to take action.

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

Although Xiao Che was not optimistic about Ao Ji's combat power, in Li Yunsheng's opinion, only this dragon could break the deadlock here. As someone who had fought with the half of the Ghost King, he knew very well the strength of the Ghost Kings of Yan Yu. With the cultivation of Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a at this time, it was impossible for Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a to be the opponent of the Ghost King.

So he had to break the soul-retaining lock.

"Just think it's for Senior Xiao's sake."

When Li Yunsheng thought of this, he suddenly looked shaking and pecked the soul lock again and teared off a piece of fragment. However, this time he did not throw away the fragment, but swallowed it directly.

This action stunned those who looked at him at this moment.

Especially Xiao Che and the Ghost King of the Western Prison in the dark, because they all knew very well that the consequences of forcibly devouring powerful souls.

However, Li Yunsheng had no time to care about their eyes at this time, because this piece of soul-retaining fragment, which was completely condensed from the soul, instantly transformed into torrents of soul power and rushed towards his own soul.

"bring it on."

Li Yunsheng concentrated slightly and instantly wrapped the soul with his soul. Suddenly, countless pieces of strange memory began to impact his soul. Just when he felt that he could not hold on, a huge soul power floating from Feilai Peak instantly calmed down his soul. That soul from the Ghost King of the Western Prison gentlely merged into his soul.

At this moment, Li Yunsheng finally experienced what it means to seek wealth and honor in danger.

He found that his forced adventure had actually grown his soul in disguise.

The opposite is the Ghost King of the Western Prison at this time.

There is no pain that can compare to the feeling of being swallowed by the soul, even if this soul was stripped away by herself a long time ago.

"Kill them and take the dragon away."

She endured the severe pain and ordered coldly.
Chapter completed!