The strong wind was still blowing, blurring everyone's sight. Above heads, black clouds rolled, accompanied by the rumbling thunder, like countless monsters roaring in the air, making everyone panic.

But just the sound of thunder, no subtle lightning flash appeared in the air. Zhou Ming felt that it was impossible to appear because Meng Chiyou and the others were summoning souls. This great witchcraft was originally against the will of heaven. If a person died, he would die. If you insist on summoning his soul back, wouldn’t it be against God and snatching people from the King of Hell. If lightning really came out, a thunder would fall down and directly chop Gu Cheng’s body into ashes. Zhou Ming still understood this because he himself knew the technique of thunder.

Everyone focused on looking at Mr. Meng Chiyou, but saw a white mist-like aura swept towards Gu Cheng who was lying on the altar, and finally wrapped Gu Cheng's body. Gu Cheng's body gradually floated in the air. Because of being too focused, Zhou Ming's eyes opened immediately. Then, he saw a faint phantom float from all directions and fell towards Gu Cheng. However, those phantoms seemed unwilling to return to Gu Cheng's body. Mr. Meng Chiyou's body trembled violently and chanted a spell loudly again. The voice was low and powerful. The phantoms that were reluctant to return to Gu Cheng's body seemed to be under great pressure. Finally, they slowly stuck on one after another.

The sound of Meng Chiyou's spell became even more urgent, and the footsteps of the white-robed wizards also became much faster. But another phantom floated from a further place, but the phantom was so empty that it was too empty. Zhou Ming opened the sky eye to the most thorough level, but he still couldn't see it clearly. The phantom circled Gu Cheng's body and was still unwilling to approach. The sound of Meng Chiyou's spell increased again, and it was urgent and fierce. His whole body shook violently. The golden witch stick in his hand was also shaking faster and faster by him. The red gem at the top flashed with a strange and dazzling light.

The thunder rumbling and the black clouds rolled even more violently, but suddenly, there was a change. Old Meng Chiyou, who had been chanting spells loudly, suddenly paused for a moment, and when he opened his mouth, a stream of blood was spewed out. The white-robed wizards jumping around the altar seemed to be hit by a strong force, and they ejected towards the surroundings, and then rolled heavily to the ground.

The black clouds in the sky disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the strange wind stopped. A bright sun appeared on the heads of everyone again.

Zhou Ming was stunned and didn't know what was going on, but the great wizard of Jin Ge suddenly exclaimed: Oh no, the soul conjuring seemed to have failed.

The cold and beautiful woman of the Great Witch also let out a low voice, shook her body slightly, and then rushed towards the altar regardless of everything. At this time, when I looked at the eldest Witch Meng Chiyou, she took a few steps backwards and knelt on the ground in one go. She obviously suffered a serious internal injury, and her spiritual power was naturally greatly damaged.
Chapter completed!