Fang Bai and He Wujie moved like electricity, instantly emerging from the space on the ground and leaving the great tomb, appearing in the open area outside.
Fang Bai looked at the violently shaking Demon Trapping Array, knowing that the defensive capability of the array was weakening, and that old couple had already accumulated their strength, fiercely attacking the array.
If it continues like this, within half a two hours, the array will definitely be broken.
"Master, don't you want puppet corpses?"
Fang Bai pointed at the Demon Trapping Array and said to He Wujie, "How do you see those two people?"
"You mean?"
He Wujie's eyes gradually brightened, showing a hint of greed, just like a hunter seeing desired prey.
Fang Bai smiled and said, "Those two are Nascent Soul Experts; if they are refined into puppet corpses, they would not be weaker than the two puppet corpses I subdued!"
