"You go track down the son of the devil, leave it to me here!"

After saying that, Leng Yan waved his hand, and the golden light from the Sky Pointing Sword broke the red-clothed Night Wandering Soul in the air.

Since Qian Shuang and Xin You can't bear to be so cruel, let him be the villain!

For a moment, a shattering roar could be heard, and bloody souls were floating around in front of everyone's eyes.

With the help of Leng Yan's blood path, Qingshang immediately grabbed Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou and got out.

"Your husband-in-law is more ruthless than I thought!"

After saying that, Qingshang looked back and smiled at Xia Qianshuang.

Qian Shuang didn't think this was a good thing. His face darkened and he said hurriedly: "Hurry up and track down the whereabouts of the devil's son!"

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyou immediately used ghost magic.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky around him became a little darker, and the entire illusion seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy haze, with no light visible.

Xia Qianshuang once again fired the fire spell, illuminating the surroundings with firelight, and saw a black shadow quickly passing by them, menacingly.

What they didn't expect was that the little ghost boy rushed out from nowhere and flew towards the devil's son at an extremely fast speed, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Give me my bride back!"

You can even hear the sneer of the devil's son.

The suppressed voice seemed to be laughing at the stupidity of the ghost boy's actions.

It was too late for Jiang Xinyou to stop him. The little ghost boy threw the devil's son to the ground with great speed and accuracy.

The desperate roar shattered the eardrums.

He roared and bit the devil's son's neck fiercely. The black blood gave off a pungent stench and was sticky at the corners of the little ghost boy's pale mouth.

It was also such a perfect opportunity that Xia Qianshuang stepped forward and used witchcraft to create a barrier. Just when Leng Yan heard the sound and rushed over, he plunged the Heaven-Pointing Sword into the devil's son's forehead.

There was annoyance, anger, and shock in those red eyes. It seemed that even the Son of the Devil himself had not thought that they could kill it so easily.

When the smoke disappeared, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the dark face of the son of the devil. He picked up the little ghost boy by his neck and threw him aside. He said in a cold voice: "You think you can escape like this? Dream on! Who of you?

We can’t save you, even you yourself will die here!”

Hearing this, Leng Yan's eyebrows were sharp and his black hair was slowly swaying in the cold wind. Just as he was about to ask more questions, the son of the devil reached out and clasped the golden pointing sword behind his back, and suddenly pulled the sword body out from his forehead.

It would rather die than reveal any secret!

The black blood surged out from their foreheads and splashed on each of their faces. Seeing this, the little ghost boy shouted sternly: "Get away quickly, that blood is poisonous!"

Even though he dodged, Qingshang's clothes were still soaked with blood. Everyone could only watch the son of the devil disappear with a sinister smile in front of their eyes, but the illusion they were in showed no signs of fading.

The devil's son was right. Even if they killed it, they would not be able to escape from this illusion. This shows that the supernatural incident was not solved smoothly.

Looking at the soul fragments flying in the sky, Leng Yan took a deep breath, frowned and said to everyone: "There must be something we have overlooked in this matter!"
Chapter completed!