The middle-aged man roared out, and the knife fell from the top of his head, splitting him in two instantly.
Blood flowed freely, the mutilated corpse collapsed to the ground, and the attacks of the remaining ghost commanders also came, destroying the bed and half of the Chinese army's tent in the roar.
"King Yama Yuan is dead!"
Lu Zhiran couldn't help but let out a cheer. This was her first action, and she didn't expect to achieve a huge gain. Thinking of the sight of successfully returning to Tianhe City with the loot, Lu Zhiran trembled with excitement.
The other ghost commanders were also relieved. They saw the middle-aged man turn into ashes with their own eyes. It was obvious that he could not die anymore.
"Will the majestic Ghost King of the Yan family die so easily..."
The Tiger Ghost King suddenly showed a solemn look on his face and stepped forward.
Lu Zhiran smiled and said: "Grandpa He, you are worrying too much. Even if King Yan Yuan is a master of calculation, he would not have expected our attack this time. He must have lost his mind this time."
"The soul is flying, the soul is flying..." The Tiger Ghost King muttered a few words and said: "No, after cultivating to the realm of the Ghost King, the soul is extremely powerful. Even if I destroyed his physical body, his soul is still quite difficult to deal with.
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However, when they broke into this place, they only destroyed the middle-aged man's physical body, but they did not see the existence of the soul.
Hooray!
At this moment, the curtain of the Chinese army's tent was opened.
The few strong men guarding the door were startled, and when they saw that the person coming was the Dragon Ghost King, they breathed a sigh of relief.
The Dragon Ghost King, bathed in blood, strode in with a solemn expression: "Something is wrong. As a direct legion of King Yama Yuan, the monks here are surprisingly weak."
In less than a stick of incense, the Dragon Ghost King killed everyone in the camp.
All the methods they had prepared before were not used, and the opponent was weaker than they expected.
The Tiger Ghost King's eyelids twitched a little, and he said in a deep voice: "Leave immediately!"
His heart was very heavy, as Lu Yu was right, King Yan Yuan was probably not in the camp.
If I had known better, I should have taken this advice seriously and observed it carefully.
It's just that in order to seize the opportunity, they didn't plan to waste time and launched an attack decisively. But the result now is somewhat unexpected.
Lu Zhiran, however, disagreed and said, "You're being serious, it's not too late to pack up the loot first and then leave."
The Tiger Ghost King shook his head and did not explain to her, but just directed everyone to leave quickly.
As soon as everyone left the Chinese army's tent, they suddenly saw fog rising from all directions, and the situation around the camp changed. The surrounding mountains were actually covered by the fog, and they could not see the surrounding mountains and rivers.
The ground shook, and a terrifying and unparalleled pressure enveloped everyone present. Everyone present felt a numbness in their scalps.
"Oops!" The dragon and tiger kings secretly cried out. They only wanted to get rid of King Yan Yuan, but they unexpectedly fell into the opponent's clumsy trap.
A middle-aged man in a purple robe came out of the air. Although he stood still, he looked like a towering ancient tree, with unparalleled momentum, like the arrival of a god.
Seeing this man, everyone immediately understood.
The middle-aged man they killed before looked very similar to the man in front of them, and was obviously just a stand-in.
The real King of Yama is right in front of you!
Only when they saw this truly powerful king did everyone clearly feel fear, and a strong sense of powerlessness surged into their hearts.