Behind them, the stack of skeletons covered in Spiritual Wisdom Grass suddenly began to move quietly.
The bones pieced together, forming a group of Skull Soldiers.
The eyes of these Skull Soldiers emitted a green light, lunging towards Xin Lin and Tu Suxuan.
"Little fox, you go after the castrated ghost."
After pondering for a moment, Xin Lin knew that Tu Suxuan couldn't handle these Skull Soldiers alone.
She swung her palm out.
Tu Suxuan witnessed the formation of the Skull Soldiers and their sudden attack on him, and he was momentarily startled.
But after all, he was an experienced mercenary; although he felt a tingling in his scalp, he did not hesitate to act.
Behind him, his Martial Soul gathered, letting out a beastly howl.
Man and beast charged towards the Skull Soldiers.
Tu Suxuan punched the head of the leading Skull Soldier.
But the Skull Soldier's head was extremely hard, like iron stone, shaking Tu Suxuan's wrist until it was numb.
