"Puchi..."

Osro suddenly spitted out a mouthful of blood. He swore that if it weren't for the last moment, the successful possession of the martial soul would have greatly increased his defense.

I'm afraid I'll be lying for a month or two.

Ye Lingling had already prepared, and the two hundred-year-old ring souls on his body lit up together.

“Group therapy!”

Oslo's injuries recovered at the speed of flesh.

However, at this time, Wang Sheng did not give him time to continue to recover.

The first soul ring on his body immediately lit up!

"Phoenix Flame Shock!"

Flames emerged from the Fiery Sword martial soul in the hands of King Sheng, covering his entire body.

Turn into a fireman!

Afterwards, Yu Tianheng, who had fallen to the ground, and Yu Tianheng, who had already consumed his soul power and was shaking, crashed.

"Crash...Crash..."

Osro and Yu Tianheng were knocked away directly.

"Dong...Dong..."

Two sounds of landing mean that there is only one Ye Lingling who has a strong support on the field.
Chapter completed!