His voice was light, and he could barely let Wu Yun understand.

"Wu Yun, I don't have much time, you listen to me."

"I go to save your father, and meet the purple suit, he is very strong, stronger than me, my injury is caused by him."

"In desperation, I used the ban on the soul."

"No need to care about me, I have arrived, no one can save it."

"Your father was deliberately ruined his consciousness by the purple coat.

"Wu Yun, this time, the Dan Soul Temple may no longer exist. I just ask you one thing. If possible, come back, for me, rebuild, if the ability is sufficient, the blood washed the martial arts palace!"

In this point, Yang Yiyun's voice is getting weaker.

But Wu Yun didn't dare to breathe in the atmosphere, listening carefully to every word Yang Yiyun's words.

"Small, be careful of the purple coat, he seems to be playing with you intentionally."

"The master of the palace, the master of the hall ..."

Finally, after Yang Yiyun finished the last sentence, she completely had no breathing.

A strong generation of the Dan soul hall, one of the top power of the Manghuang continent, fell.

Wu Yun was crying with a crying cavity.

Later, look at Wu Tian on the side.

Hurry up and climb over.

"Father, father still has breathing, yes, just said that the Ziling Road deliberately ruined his father's sea of ​​consciousness and went to the Western continent.

Wu Yun embraced his father and Yang Yiyun into his arms.

At this moment, his eyes are scarlet and face.

In my heart, it is full of lustrous anger and resentment.
Chapter completed!