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

The lightning did not hurt Feng Xinglang and Yuwen Luoshuang at all, but was put to good use by Feng Xinglang. He pulled the lightning out into the air with a green silk soft sword, and suddenly made a sizzling sound, like

It was like something was being burned. Before anyone could react, the lightning had already formed a bright circle in the air, and the shape of the circle burned most of the undead present.

Circled.

When the undead felt that they were being surrounded, they immediately became irritable and began to roar continuously on the spot, and grabbed the undead beside them with sharp fingers. Suddenly, bursts of heartbreaking sounds came from the inside of the undead.

sound.

They began to engage in endless internal fighting. In fact, the undead at this time have no thinking. All they can do is to kill living beings one by one when they encounter them. As for their own people, they will also hurt them at all costs.

Yes, because they are blocking each other.

As Feng Xinglang stretched his palm into the air again, another bolt of lightning immediately began to strike at him. Using the same method, he once again tied the bolt of lightning to the bodies of the undead. But he did not

He did not summon the lightning in the red clouds for the third time, because he saw that Yuwen Luoshuang's face had become extremely pale at this time, as if he was not used to such a situation.

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

"The lightning numbed my hands."

While speaking, Yuwen Luoshuang flicked her wrist hard, thinking that it would be a difficult thing to do without spiritual power. As long as you are not careful, other powers will come to harm you, and there is no

Room to retreat.

"Then I won't summon lightning."

"That......."

Before Yuwen Luoshuang could say anything, Feng Xinglang had already pointed at the bound undead with his free hand. He was mumbling words, but even though they were so close, Yuwen Luoshuang couldn't really hear them.

What kind of words was Feng Xinglang saying at that time, or what kind of mantra was he chanting.

As Feng Xinglang recited the incantation faster and faster, the undead spirits who were baring their teeth and claws gradually became quiet. At the same time, they lowered their heads, as if they were lifeless.

There was no movement of resistance on the spot. Gradually, the lightning that surrounded them began to slowly shrink, binding the undead together in a quick time.

And those undead souls that were not trapped in the lightning began to disperse anxiously to the side, but before they could go far, they were completely surrounded by the disciples of Fengfeng Shangzong. And they couldn't get through it.

The disciples of Feng Shang Sect had no choice but to stay where they were and remain motionless.

At this time, the black manjushuahua growing on the edge suddenly began to scatter and began to blow. As they circled in the wind, black pollen began to fall from their flowers. Those pollen fell on the undead.
Chapter completed!