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Chapter 109, Entering the Land of Souls

Fang Shuli was startled by this huge roar in the Soul Land, and then he saw a dragon attacking Yang Zhao.

He looked happy, and the branches on his body grew rapidly, trying to attack Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao had been on guard against her for a long time and kept shouting.

"Thunder! Thunder! Thunder! Thunder!"

………

Thunder and lightning are the fastest, and she can even seamlessly connect in the land of her soul.

But now that there is an additional dragon's soul, Yang Zhao really feels the difficulty.

She took advantage of the moment when the two people who were not humans were staggering, and ran behind Fang Shuli.

Her soul land is not very big, and relatively speaking, the dragon's body is too big. Yang Zhao hid behind Fang Shuli. When the dragon endured the attack of lightning and lightning, it was inevitable that he would meet Fang Shuli.

"Thunder! Thunder!"

Because it was in Yang Zhao's soul land, the dragon magic could not be used, so he could only bite his mouth and slap people with his tail.

It dragged the lightning all over its body and swept its tail down.

Yang Zhao was behind Fang Shuli. His tail not only swept her away, but also swept her away.

Fang Shuli was furious and couldn't help but shout loudly: "That fellow Taoist, I am also the enemy of Yang Zhao, we can join forces to kill her!"

Jiaolong: "Bah, I'm a half-way person who practices the demonic path. Who is a fellow Taoist with you? Can I join forces with you?"

If no one stops it in the ruins, the Dragon Spear can be completely abused and killed by Yang Zhao. Even if it reaches Yang Zhao's soul land, in the heart of the Dragon Spear, the impression of her weak strength is deeply rooted and no one can refute it.

Now someone is going to join forces with him to deal with Yang Zhao, which is ridiculing it in the heart of the Dragon Spear.

On the other side, Yang Zhao was sore all over his body when he was thrown, his eyes turned black, but his mouth didn't dare to stop.

"Fire, fire!"

"Thunder! Thunder!"

Seeing Fang Shuli's branches hit, she shouted.

"Rare wind! Cut off the branches"

Yang Zhao quickly got up and ran behind Fang Shuli. When the dragon rushed down with the fire current, he accidentally injured Fang Shuli again.

Fang Shuli held back his temper and prayed for cooperation again.

"Fellow Daoist, this Yang Zhao is cunning and insidious. Now he is provoking the relationship between you and me. Let's join forces to kill the enemy!"

Unfortunately, the Dragon Spear was too lazy to pay attention to him this time. Without saying a word, he was striking the fire with lightning and trying to kill Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao didn't hide anywhere else, but stared at Fang Shuli's figure, so that he would always be between herself and the dragon, and the fighting between both sides would affect him.

The dragon didn't care about Fang Shuli at all. Its huge body churned up and down the soul land and would always hit Fang Shuli.

It's okay once or twice, but he can tolerate it three or four times, but no matter how many times he can't bear it, he finally fought with Yang Zhao and the dragon.

This has become a big battle between the three of them! It seems that because Fang Shuli will always be in the middle, he will suffer the most damage.

He also thought of retreating and giving Yang Zhao out, but whenever he had a move, Yang Zhao would catch lightning and slash him, causing him to stagnate for a while, and soon Yang Zhao left him in the middle again.

In such a small place, Yang Zhao actually took a big advantage.

The dragon's body is huge and cannot be stretched, so Fang Shuli will always be implicated.

But this cheapness cannot prevent Yang Zhao from being beaten around like a sandbag.

Even if the pain made her dizzy and her body hurt, she would not allow herself to lie on the ground.

Gradually she discovered that the dragon was actually more afraid of flames, and the damage of flames seemed much higher than that of lightning.

"Fire, fire!"

"thunder!"

…………

The three parties entered a war of attrition, and Yang Zhao gritted his teeth and held on with his willpower and home court advantages.

With its strong soul power, the dragon is the most powerful among the three parties, chasing the other two parties to fight.

The most uncomfortable thing is Fang Shuli. His soul power has no place to replenish. He can't beat the dragon or Yang Zhao. Now he has become the weakest among the three parties and is designed by Yang Zhao to be splint-irritated.

Sure enough, after a while, Fang Shuli could no longer hold on. His bark began to crack and fall, the branches grew slowly and slowly, and the green light on his body became darker and darker.

He could no longer hold on! Yang Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw this scene.

Fang Shuli has always been a big trouble for her. This time, she took advantage of this opportunity to finally destroy him.

Yang Zhao was afraid that he was acting, so he always hid behind Fang Shuli and pushed him into the middle of the two sides.

After a while, Fang Shuli began to completely defeat, and the messy branches slowly turned into a faint green light, nourishing Yang Zhao's soul land and nourishing her soul.

With Fang Shuli's defeat, Yang Zhao became more and more vigorous and more successful as he fought. Even the dragon discovered something wrong and began to deliberately avoid Fang Shuli.

But the saying goes, the dragon is too big. He can touch Fang Shuli with just one move, but he cannot stop his defeat.

At the end, Fang Shuli sneered all over her face.

"Hey! Hey hey! You, a brainless beast, are now the moment you are trapped in your own cocoon! You idiot!"

The dragon was so angry that he slapped him with one tail!
Chapter completed!
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