Zhang Wuren simply drove the car like a plane, and the distance between seven or eight hundred meters was almost fleeting. When he rushed through the wall of the Ghost Prison, he didn't even stop and directly ran into the gap.

When I sat on the Grand Cherokee, I felt like I was sitting on a roller coaster, and my whole body flew up in the air. When Zhang Wuren stepped on the brakes, the Grand Cherokee's tires still rubbed several deep marks on the stone slab.

Zhang Wuren said: "Get out!"

I pulled out the iron stick of Tantra, kicked open the car door and jumped down. As soon as I jumped down, I heard Zhang Wuren shouting suddenly: "Let's go down!"

Almost at the same time, I saw a dark chain whistling with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. I rolled with the flow and heard a bang. The Grand Cherokee was smashed away by the iron chain and turned around twice in the air, becoming scattered.

When I looked up, I found that the White Bone Demon used the remaining hand to hold the iron chain and wave the tiger and the tiger was waving. All the demon-suppressing hands around were hit by it and their brains burst out and died of death. Only the man in the hood and the living Hell were hiding in the corner of the wall, with pale faces and so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

At this time, the warden's ability was revealed. He held a knife in one hand and the white bone spirit was very close to him. The blades on both sides of the black and white kept changing colors. All the moves were made, without taking care of himself at all.

The White Bone Demon broke a palm, and knew that this knife was not simple, so he would never let it hit him again, and his body kept retreating.

Although he retreated, the iron chain in his hand was more than ten meters long. He waved it and smashed the Grand Cherokee that we were driving. If it hadn't been avoiding quickly, it would have been a blow to the brain that had burst.

The warden roared loudly: "Why are you still standing there? Do it! Kill it together!"

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the warden's situation was a bit bad. Although he was waving a short sword, the White Bone Demon had an absolute advantage. The reason why he had not killed the warden was that he wanted to kill other demon-squeezing hands first and then free up his hands to deal with him.

Zhang Wuren said: "Yu Buren, you take Nan Ao to move that alloy coffin! Lao He and I will entangle it first!"

The White Bone Demon is full of energy, and the only thing that can control it is this alloy coffin. Lao Zhang’s method is very simple. He forced the White Bone Demon into the coffin and then slashed it with thunder. Even if this thing is strong, he has to stop.

However, the method is simple, but it is difficult to do it. First, the White Bone Demon is waving with an iron chain, and whether the three of them can get close is a problem. Secondly, the thunder of the catastrophe is about to land. How did they force the White Bone Demon into the alloy coffin in such a short time?

No matter how much I think about it, things still have to be done. When things develop to this point, there is no way to run away. Either we kill the White Bone Spirit or kill us all.

At this moment, I didn't go to see how Lao Zhang and Lao He beat the White Bone Demon. I called Nan Ao and wanted to fight the coffin.

The two demon-suppressing hands who had guarded the alloy coffin had long been smashed to death by the White Bone Spirit with iron chains, and even the coffin was smashed to a little deformed.

However, this thing is a product of modern technology. Although it has deformed on the hot surface, there is no problem inside.

I carried one end of the coffin and was about to call Nan Ao to carry the other end, but I found that Nan Ao was standing next to the coffin, standing there in a daze, staring at the place where the searchlight could not be exposed, without saying a word.

I subconsciously turned my head to look, and happened to see a human-shaped black air wandering around, as if I wanted to rush out, but I was afraid of the lightning light above my head, and leaned back.

This black aura is very familiar, it is the demonic aura I have seen before!

At that time, I secretly called terrible. At this critical moment, if Zhang Yidao came out to make trouble, everyone would probably have to stop! So I didn't even think about it, and I had to go out and kill the black gas first.

Nan Ao hurriedly stopped me and said, don’t move! He was sucked in the demonic energy by the White Bone Spirit! Look at that piece of evil jade.

When he reminded me this, I realized that there was indeed a piece of evil jade lying on the ground. However, the evil jade was gray and the black air that emerged was weak and weak without any energy.

Nan Ao sighed and said, "The eldest brother of Longhu Mountain, the exorcist who successfully transformed demons, has fallen to such a level! Now there is no need to do even a ghost."

I said, don’t sigh here, hurry up and collect the evil jade! There is no time left!

Nan Ao asked me: "Where is the bottle I gave you?"

I didn't have time to ask him, so I took out the bottle from my bag and threw it over. Then I saw Nan Ao opening the bottle mouth, and it seemed like there was a suction force inside, which directly absorbed the black gas. He carefully put away the bottle and said, "This is Zhang Yidao's original demonic energy, a good thing, I dare not waste it."

While speaking, he ran over and carried the other end of the coffin.

On the other side of the ghost prison, Zhang Wuren, He Zhonghua and the warden joined forces, and the White Bone Demon was rushing around. He Zhonghua and the Warden's two monster knives flew up and down, and there was a crack on the White Bone Demon's body.

The White Bone Demon suffered a great loss at the beginning. Not only were his ribs broken, but he even cut his skull. However, this thing also made him look very arrogant. With great force, a chain of more than ten meters long made the three of them retreat continuously.

I felt a little frustrated. Originally, this alloy chain was used to deal with the White Bone Demon, but who would have thought it would be snatched away by someone to use it as a weapon.

The thunder bomb on the head started again, but at this time the catastrophe cloud also showed signs of dissipation. This should be the last wave of lightning strike. After the lightning strike, the White Bone Spirit should escape.

Zhang Wuren said: "Go together!"

His wrist drooped, and a red rope had appeared in his hand. The purple light rose on the red rope. When he looked closely, there was a flame burning. This flame was called purple fire. The temperature was not high, but it could specifically burn evil spirits. Zhang Wuren used the red rope as a carrier and it took him unknown how long it took to cultivate this purple fire.

As soon as the purple and fiery red rope was thrown out, Zhang Wuren took two steps along the way of the iron chain. While snatching the iron chain, he was approaching the White Bone Demon's side. He flew up and down with his hands and surrounded him twice in a row. The red rope had tied up the White Bone Demon's left hand.

The purple fire on the red rope quickly spread along the body of the White Bone Demon, but a black spell appeared on the body of the White Bone Demon, which instantly dispelled the purple fire. The spell even retaliated along the red rope and stuck to Zhang Wuren's hands.

I don’t know what kind of energy the spells carry, but as soon as they touched Zhang Wuren’s hands began to corrode quickly. Zhang Wuren snorted and flipped his wrist. The spells retreated quickly as if they had met a ghost.

Almost at the same time, two knives flew over from left to right.

The warden's black and white blade directly cut off the White Bone Demon's head, while He Zhonghua's demon sword pierced the ghost-suppressing ghosts. Countless ghost texts poured out from the demon sword, covering the White Bone Demon's body.

The ghost text and spells crisscrossed on the white bones, wandering around like tadpoles. Zhang Wuren pulled out a triangular piece of talisman paper and slapped the body of the white bone demon.

This was like laying the foundation for victory. The spells on the White Bone Spirit quickly subsided. As one went up and down, the ghost text on the demon sword occupied the entire audience.

He Zhonghua estimated the time, suddenly pulled out the demon sword to suppress the ghost, and yelled at me: "Where is the alloy coffin? Quick!"

Nan Ao and I had already prepared well beside us. When we heard He Zhonghua shouting, he lifted the coffin and jumped down from the high place, saying, "Do away!"

Zhang Wuren, He Zhonghua, and the warden retreated suddenly. In an instant, the alloy coffin clattered and the body of the White Bone Demon was pressed down.

I pounced on and pressed two buttons. The coffin lid was automatically closed. Through the thick quartz glass, I saw countless black spells appearing again on the body of the White Bone Demon. Not only did it dispel the ghost text on the demon sword to suppress ghosts, but it also burned the piece of talisman paper that Zhang Wuren put on its chest.

The body of the White Bone Demon is constantly slapped and hitting the alloy coffin, but the alloy coffin was originally prepared for the White Bone Demon. The design inside is extremely exquisite, and the material is strong, so no matter how hard it is slapped, it cannot escape.

He Zhonghua said: "Hurry up! The thunder of disaster is coming!"

The warden shouted in anger: "Skull! Be careful of that skull!"

I turned around and saw the skull on the ground rolling around, then landed next to the corpse of a dead demon-suppressing hand.

The thing opened his mouth and bit off the corpse's neck, and his head directly occupied the corpse of the demon-suppressing hand.

My heart skipped a beat and said, "Damn it! Is this OK?"
Chapter completed!