The cultivation system of the dead family is to collect the grievances of the dead and then transform them into a kind of evil energy. At this time, they pour all their energy into the black sickle in the hands of the leader of the dead family, which naturally forms an extremely huge energy field and sounds like the scream of a fierce ghost.


    "What a strange weapon, it can make such a harsh sound!"


    "Yes, it seems that the sound can get into my head."


    At this moment, the two sides of the temple Pavilion and the orc clan obviously felt that there were countless fierce ghosts screaming in their ears, and this sound contained a very strong penetration. Even if they immediately covered their ears with Zhenyuan, they could still penetrate into the soul cave sea directly.


    For a time, those Temple Pavilion disciples with weak will, or Orc warriors, under the impact of this sound wave of resentment, all turned pale and had a splitting headache. Gradually, some of them began to lose consciousness and fell from the air.


    "It''s just that the voice is so terrible. If you''re cut down by a knife, you''ll get it!"


    Long Bufan''s eyes were dignified and whispered to himself. He had cultivated three spirit runes and was determined. These ghost howls could not have any impact on him at all.


    However, with the cold resentment on the sickle sweeping away, he could even clearly hear the friction sound of those resentments colliding with his own field space.


    Long Bufan can''t guarantee that if the leader of the dead clan cuts off with a knife, he doesn''t know whether he can hold up in the field of double law at the moment.


    If they are really cut, then they will be faced with the tyranny of countless soul attacks!!


    "Jie Jie, this sickle is an evil weapon refined by me with countless grievances. Now it contains the endless resentment of all our dead family members. If you strike it down, even if you are strong enough, you can be destroyed!"


    The leader of the dead clan showed a grim smile on his face. His dark green eyes looked at long Bufan and others. Finally, his eyes fell on Wu Moying. He licked his lips and flashed a cold killing intention in his eyes. He said darkly: "I just said that killing the person of my dead clan must make his soul suffer all the pain of erosion, so I decided... Let''s start with you first!"


    As soon as the voice fell, I saw the dead leader. His body suddenly turned into a black fog, cutting through the sky like a ghost. The speed was amazing!


    "Youming chop!"


    When the black fog spread to the space-time dual field exerted by long Bufan, the dark sickle suddenly poked out of the black fog, and then it seemed that countless grievances flew out of the sharp blade, condensed into a substantive energy light blade, directly cut through the field space of long Bufan, and then locked Wu Moying''s body and quickly cut it off!


    Wu Moying''s heart suddenly sank. He only felt the huge power of countless grievances twining on his body, which made him unable to avoid or even urge the real yuan in his body to resist. In this way, Wu Moying''s body was stiff and had no resistance to let the grievance energy rush directly into the soul cave sea!


    "Lao Wu!"


    "Mo Ying!!"


    Seeing this scene, 11 of the twelve blood guards, including long ya, Liu Yunluo, Murong Yin, Qin Yuxuan, Lin Yan, Lu Zifeng, ye Chen, Lei Meng, long Yunfei, Heiyan and Jiang Yu, all cried out in surprise.