of wind, remained completely unaffected by the Fowl Fire Blood Bottle. In mid-air, it flickered, and wherever the Fan Luo True Fire passed, the Corpse Soul Tide of the Li Yuan Ghost King was ripped op...as also a man and a woman, both with pale faces like ghosts, diligently collecting various souls. 。When they saw Lu Xia Tian, the old man and the man and woman beside him all wore hostile expressions....