Zhang Yiyun waved his sleeves, and a talisman treasure flew out. Zhang Yiyu on the other side quickly made a gesture. The talisman treasure turned into a string of piano in the sky, and whistled towards Fu Shiyi from all directions.

"Dangdangdangdangdang"

Hurry.

Fu Shiyi quickly rotated the Kunlun circle, and afterimages flashed, forming airtight barriers around, blocking the strings.

Meanwhile.

Fu Shiyi saw Zhang Yiyun and Zhang Yiyu were making quick gestures, and notes burst out from their bodies and hovered in the air.

The two balls of musical notes were slightly shocked.

A long silence.

A flute.

Transformed.

"Oops!"

Fu Shiyi had tried the power of the sound waves of Chang Xiao and the flute just now. If it weren't for the timely rescue of the water phoenix, she would have become the soul of the Zhang sisters.

"Cang"

The last string fell.

"Buzz"

At this time.

Zhang Yiyu and Zhang Yiyun have completed casting spells.

Changxiao and the flute trembled slightly.

Two sound waves gathered in the air into a mysterious wave, coming towards Fu Shiyi's door. Fu Shiyi's bone wings flapped and quickly retreated. At the same time, with a thought, Magu was summoned from the temple again.

Deal with soul attacks.

Magu is undoubtedly the most powerful.

"Buzz~"

Magu has not yet appeared, and the clean bottle is the first to stand in front, and it turns drippingly to form a suction vortex. The sound wave that was originally chasing Fu Shiyi was forced to be turned by the suction force and forced to suck into the clean bottle.

"Don't forget"

"No Idiot"

"Soul-lost, forgive me!"

Facing the two nine layers of golden elixir, Magu is calm and composed.

Touch with both hands.

Furious wind.

A crack suddenly appeared under the feet of Zhang Yiyun and Zhang Yiyu sisters. A cold breath locked the two of them. As the Magu Dharma Seal changed, suddenly, a black rope lingered quietly around them.

Their eyes scattered.

Chang Xiao and the flute that transformed out were faintly unstable and wanted to disintegrate.

"Take his life while he is sick."

How could Fu Shiyi miss such a good opportunity?

The Silver Moon Sorrow that was ready to go lingering around her fingertips was instantly launched.

It seems light and extremely slow.

In fact.

However, two breaths arrived on top of Zhang Yiyun's sisters' heads.

At this time.

The lower body of Zhang Yiyun was firmly bound by Magu's soul-losing rope, and silver fire above his head was ignited, and the condensed Changxiao and the flute "bang" shattered.

Sister Zhang Yiyun's body is burning.

"Dead?"

The Zhang family's Shuangzhu, who made countless golden elixir monks frightened, was actually destroyed by her.

Fu Shiyi not only did not relax.

Instead, the nerves are tight, so pay more attention.

Sure enough.

The next moment.

To the west of Hanshui Pond, the Zhang sisters re-created.

"Fu family little bitch"

"I really underestimated you"

"Not only is there a fourth-level peak spirit pet, she also has a fourth-level ghost cultivator!"

Sister Zhang Yiyun doesn’t know what secret technique he used.

The attack just now did not cause any damage to them.

Fu Shiyi's pupils shrank.

I feel extremely tricky in an instant.

She looked at Magu on the side, and Magu frowned slightly and sent a voice to Fu Shiyi:

"Master, my soul-losing technique just now did not sense the soul fluctuations, the two people in front of me are the same. I'm afraid this is just their phantom."

Phantom?

Just a phantom almost killed her.

"Gudong"

Fu Shiyi's throat rolled.

More nervous.

She sent a voice to Magu:
Chapter completed!