Zhang Ling first shouted: "Let An Guo go! He is helping you!" The dead souls focused their attention on Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling looked directly at An Guo and rolled his eyes when he saw An Guo, while Wu Yuan

How can one save Anguo when he is being held to death and cannot protect himself?

Zhang Ling was anxious, but there were so many dead souls between him and An Guo that it was too late to save him. "An Guo!" Zhang Ling stared straight at An Guo, and Zhang Ling's eyes were so anxious that they could burst into flames. "Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Zhang Ling's eyes seemed to be enlightened, bursts of golden light shot out, and the eyeballs rolled with golden light.

"Uh-huh!" The sound of "swish" made the undead who were holding An Guo fly away. "Cough! Cough!" An Guode squatted down, protecting his neck, and inhaled greedily, but his

His eyes were still looking at the undead being knocked away. Seeing their painful expressions, An Guo couldn't help but become anxious and shouted at Zhang Ling: "Zhang Ling! What are you doing!"

Zhang Ling was stunned, wasn't he saving An Guo? Why was An Guo not grateful but still blaming himself? However, Zhang Ling also wondered why he suddenly had such power to save An Guo? Zhang Ling looked at himself,

After re-examining himself, Anguo has been saying that he has hidden magic power, and now it seems to be true.

Both Yun Zhongzi and Le Zhongzi focused their attention on Zhang Ling. They were full of interest in Zhang Ling, and they looked at each other and smiled.

An Guo ordered loudly to Zhang Ling: "Zhang Ling, no matter what happens, you can't interfere! You can't hurt them!" "Ah?" Zhang Ling was stunned, and the undead gathered around him. An Guo's pleading eyes were in his eyes

With the words echoing in his mind, Zhang Ling softened his heart and no longer wanted to resist the undead. What's more, Zhang Ling had only accidentally channeled the spirit just now, and now he couldn't resist even if he wanted to.

On the other hand, An Guo quickly rushed to the undead who had just been shaken away. He wanted to see if the undead were safe. But as soon as An Guo arrived, a large group of undead rushed forward, making An Guo unable to move.

One of the undead said: "I am the uncle, and I can feel from your body that you have the smell of our enemy!" An Guo was stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe what he heard, and his eyes widened: "I have the smell of our enemy.

smell?"

He felt more and more strange, and couldn't help but remember that his own blood dripped into the blood he was stepping on. It seemed to be fused, but in the end it was rejected. What happened in this? Is he being tricked? An Guo

It's puzzling.

"Let me kill him! He is our enemy! We must take revenge!" "Revenge! Revenge!" "We want to find our general!" The undead all spoke together, and the sound shook the earth.

"Smash it! It will knock his soul out! He will never be reborn!" As he said this, a burly giant spirit came up to him holding a big mace. If he was really hit by this mace, his head would be as smashed as a watermelon.

.

"Smash you to death!" The giant spirit held up the mace and was about to smash it at An Guo. The huge shadow of the mace covered An Guo's figure, while other undead spirits held An Guo down tightly, preventing An Guo from moving. An Guo could only wait.

Death, there is no other way.

"Smash you to death!" There was a long scream, and the mace fell immediately. But An Guo smiled slightly, without even a little resistance, and said: "If I break out of this body, you will definitely recognize me.

of!"

An Guo opened his eyes and watched as the mace was smashed down on him. There was a loud "bang" sound, and An Guo felt as if his head was smashed. The scene he saw in front of him seemed to be pieced together from pieces. In fact, it was not pieced together.

In fact, Anguo's eyes were smashed.

Anguo's head was smashed into pieces like a rotten watermelon. "Ah! No! No!" Wu Yuan screamed in shock. The left eye on the left side of Anguo's face was still staring at Wu Yuan affectionately. Only the area near the left eye

His face is the most complete, the others are all broken.

"Anguo! Anguo!" Wu Yuan shouted like crazy: "Anguo only wants to help you and has never found peace for thousands of years. He has been burdened with a thousand years of guilt for this, and he has used the Memory Memory Technique to suffer a lot.

Thousands of years! Can't you still see it? He is the reincarnation of your most beloved general!"

But the undead didn't listen to Wu Yuan. They all rushed forward to tear An Guo's body apart. "An Guo!" Zhang Ling was restrained to death and could not move at all. Zhuang Fei could only protect Man Xiang.

Let Manxiang get hurt. But the two Taoists stood still as if it was none of their business.

"Did you see it? Did you see it?" This strange voice echoed in Wu Yuan's mind, "The people you love most tried their best to help them, but in the end? In the end, not only did they not appreciate it,

, instead, you killed the person you loved the most! What are you still hesitating about? Hurry up and avenge the person you love the most! Don’t forget your thousand-year love!"

Wu Yuan was stunned, but then she remembered why An Guo was working so hard? It was to free the loyal souls under the blood lake. For this purpose, An Guo would do anything at all costs. If she harmed these undead souls, An Guo's

Can the hero's soul be at peace? Is this loving him? Shouldn't you support him if you love him?

"What are you still hesitating about? Your lover has not been able to have peace because of them for thousands of years! Even after reincarnation this many times, he is still entangled in this shackles! You have to break all their shackles! Interrupt! Put these hateful things away

The dead souls were beaten to pieces and will never be reincarnated again! Kill! Kill! Revenge! Revenge! These bastards who caused you two such misery will not be reincarnated!"

These voices were constantly entangled in Wu Yuan's mind. Wu Yuan suddenly felt waves of headache. "Hate! Hate! Resentment! Resentment!" grew in her mind and gradually occupied her mind.

"Crack!" Wu Yuan's hand bones cracked, and her eyes seemed to be burning with flames, which were the flames of hatred, and then the eyes shot out black light. The whip was raised, and it seemed that she was going to attack the dead souls.

Attacked.

The insidious villain at the secret entrance was controlling Wu Yuan. He stared wide-eyed, roared and yelled: "Kill! Kill! Vent out all your hatred and resentment! Kill!"

In the dark, Xuancheng clenched his fists tightly, thinking in his mind: "Should I help? Go beat up this evil person and help them! No! Absolutely not! Otherwise everything will be exposed! No way!

!Wait a little longer! Just be patient! Didn’t Po Meng say that? It should be able to stop it! Yes! Be patient! Let them solve this matter!"

Under the control of the insidious villain, with a "swish", a shadow quickly rushed to Wu Yuan's side. The thumb and middle finger of one hand were pressed together in the palm of the hand, while the other three fingers were raised, pointing towards Wu Yuan's body.

A little bit on the heavenly part of the forehead.

"Ah!" Wu Yuan was startled, her body went limp, and she fainted temporarily. A ball of black energy flew out, but the dead souls surrounded them one after another. There was a loud "Bang!"

, this mass of black energy was wiped out without a trace by the dead souls.
Chapter completed!