Ye Chen gritted his teeth, furious, and immediately kicked open the tomb chamber door, following the sound as he rushed forward.
At this moment, with the use of the last Talisman Decree, the You Ying Ghost Weasel lost all means and could no longer resist Bei Chan Emperor.
"Hmph, two monstrous beings, let's see how you die!"
Bei Chan Emperor snorted coldly, spinning the Great Sorrow Purple Gold Bowl, emitting a wisp of Buddha Light.
This wisp of Buddha Light was not as powerful as before, after all, Bei Chan Emperor's mana had been greatly depleted.
But even so, the You Ying Ghost Weasel and the Golden Throne Sky Rhinoceros couldn't withstand it. Instantly, they were enveloped by the Buddha Light, emitting black smoke and screaming miserably.
In just the time it takes an incense stick to burn, they would turn into pus with no chance of survival.
"The Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror is mine, decree!"
