Chapter 367: Sun Yueyan

Nalan Bing smiled, she didn't ask any more questions, and with a wave of her hand, the souls of the more than one hundred people were pulled out alive. Suddenly, bursts of howling sounds were heard in the air, which was extremely piercing. Every living soul endured endless pain, just like the eighteen levels of hell after death. They screamed in pain, and gradually grew resentful in their hearts. They roared and cursed at Daven Walker. Nalan Bing held more than a hundred ghosts in one of her bare...