Jiang Fan withdrew the lightning.
Wang Chongxiao and the female disciple hurriedly cast spells in succession.
Eight Yin Corpse emerged from the ground and walls, returning to their side.
A cursory inspection.
Wang Chongxiao revealed a look of distress.
Several of the Yin Corpse were scorched by the lightning, their skins cracked and needed substantial resources for repairs.
The Yin Corpse is indeed formidable.
Often capable of ganging up on enemies.
However, the shortcomings are also obvious.
Like all things evil and sinister, they fear the righteous and masculine elements of heaven and earth.
Lightning is the most feared.
Unexpectedly.
The young man before them mastered the Thunder Skill.
Jiang Fan said faintly, "This doesn't seem to be just two Yin Corpses, does it?"
Wang Chongxiao looked at Jiang Fan with apprehension and said, "You have a strong Ninth Layer of Core Formation perfection expert."
"Being cautious is no mistake, right?"
