These eight soul devourers were the remains of the fan family's ancestors. It was not easy to get them. He had raised them for many years, and they were connected to his mind. Every time he lost one, it was like cutting off a part of his cultivation.
At this time, fan Wu was seriously injured. As he roared, several ghost heads turned into black shadows and flew back in his direction.
"You want to run?"
Song qingxiao sneered. She didn't need to do anything. The Dragon Soul was connected to her mind and sensed her thoughts. It turned into a golden light and chased after a soul-eating ghost. With a boom, it pierced through another ghost head!
'Puff!'
