Killer Crazy Concubine: Lock Soul Against Heaven

Then they all wanted to run in the direction of Feng Xinglang, but they were stopped by the voice from Feng Xinglang's mouth.

The lightning didn't hurt Feng Xinglang and Yuwen Luoshuang at all. On the contrary, Feng Xinglang used it well. He pulled the lightning out into the air with a soft blue silk sword, and immediately made a sizzling sound, like It's like something is burning.Before everyone could react, the lightning had already formed a bright circle in the air, and the figure of that circle surrounded most of the undead present.

When the undead felt that he was besieged, he suddenly became irritable, and began to howl continuously in place, and grabbed the undead nearby with his sharp fingers.Suddenly, heart-piercing sounds came from inside the undead.

They began to be in an endless internal struggle. In fact, the undead at this time have no thinking. All they can do is to kill them one by one when they encounter living beings. As for their own people, they will do whatever harm because they hinder each other.

As Feng Xinglang's palm stretched out into the air again, another bolt of lightning immediately struck at him. Using the same method, he once again bound that bolt of lightning to the bodies of those undead.But he didn't summon the lightning in the red cloud for the third time, because he saw that Yuwen Luoshuang's face had turned extremely pale at this time, as if he was not used to such a situation.

So Feng Xinglang slowly put down his palm, he leaned into Yuwen Luoshuang's ear and said softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"That lightning numbs my hand."

When speaking, Yuwen Luoshuang flicked his wrist fiercely, thinking that it would be a difficult thing to do without spiritual power, as long as he is not careful, other powers will come to hurt him, and there is no room to back off.

"Then I won't summon lightning."

"That......."

Before Yuwen Luoshuang's words were spoken, Feng Xinglang pointed at the tied up undead with his spare fingers, chanting words in his mouth, but even if they were so close, Yuwen Luoshuang couldn't hear them clearly. What kind of words are the wind and waves talking at the time, or what kind of spells are they chanting.

As Feng Xinglang chanted incantations faster and faster, gradually, those undead who bared their teeth and claws slowly quieted down.At the same time, they lowered their heads, staying in place as if lifeless, without any movement of resistance.Gradually, the lightning that surrounded them also began to shrink slowly, binding the undead together in a fast time.

And those undead who were not trapped in the lightning began to spread out anxiously, but they had not gone far before they were completely surrounded by the disciples of Fengfengshangzong.And they couldn't resist the disciples of Fengshangzong, so they had no choice but to stay where they were.

At this time, the black manjusawa growing on the side immediately began to scatter and start blowing, and as they circled in the wind, black pollen began to drop continuously from their flowers.The pollen fell on the undead,