The face under the mask of the Demon King had no unnecessary expression, and the attack wave was higher every time.
The golden long sword was waving so tightly that it wrapped the Shura Tianqin in it and kept moving forward.
The ground moved out a huge gully three meters deep and more than ten meters wide.
The Zi Yao Tianqin kept rushing music, and the air broke through the clanging sound of cracking the air, colliding with the golden sword, bursting out with a dazzling spark.
When the Demon King entangled Shura Tianqin, the Corpse Control King stared at him, and the long line on his fingertips slowly cut across the ground and moved towards Shura Tianqin.
Shura Tianqin's relaxed expression gradually faded away, and fine beads of sweat also oozed out of her forehead.
The figure of the Demon King appeared and fainted in the golden light, giving him great psychological pressure.
"Impossible, she is obviously not the true power of metal, but...hey!" With a loud shout, Shura Tianqin's fingertips fluctuated rapidly on the strings, and a series of pleasant notes seemed to flow out of the Sanskrit sound.
Dozens of palm-sized characters appeared in front of him in the air, and the characters were neatly arranged in circles, protecting Shura Tianqin.
The golden sword almost swept towards the Shura Tianqin with a thunderous aura at the same time.
A huge piece of the ground was lifted open, and the golden light shattered the bricks and stones, tearing the air and hitting the characters in front of Shura Tianqin.
Okm,
The characters were suddenly dispersed in the roar, and the golden sword also broke from it. The surging waves of air on the ground swept from the center of the explosion toward all directions.
Shura Tianqin felt the blood surging in her chest, and she gritted her teeth and took advantage of the power of this collision to soar into the air.
With two cracks, a space crack appeared in the air as the strings of the Zi Yao Tianqin were pulled.
Shura Tianqin took advantage of the situation and got into it.
"Want to leave?" A golden light flashed in the eyes of the Demon King, and the short knife on his wrist seemed to be burning. The flowing smoke made the air seem to be twisted.
The figure flashed suddenly, and the demon king's one appeared in front of the space crack. Two short swords slashed towards the space crack in a cross shape.
The golden sword transformed and rushed away like a giant python that was hunting.
The long lines sprinkled from the corpse control king's hand followed, as if long nails were nailed to the edge of the space crack, shortening the time for the crack to close by one thousandth of a second.
This one thousandth of a second was enough for the Demon King. Under her drive, the golden light pierced into the crack of the space.
"The sound of the piano is broken!"
The purple light crowded out from the crack, and two golden and purple beams wrapped around the crack for a moment, exploding with a bang.
The huge explosion produced a huge air mass like the mushroom top.
When the air mass slowly dissipates, there are no traces of space cracks in the air.
"Four days later, the human world is waiting for the great deportation of the ghost world!"
The last words of Shura Tianqin before disappearing came from the sky.
The army of ghosts outside the square made a sound of people and horses neighing and roaring, as if they were demonstrating to Shura Tianqin.
A faint sneer appeared at the corner of the Demon King's mouth, and he turned around and walked back into the darkness.
"King of Demonic——" The Great Ghost King suddenly spoke, his tone as if nothing had happened just now.
King Chimei stopped, turned around and raised his head to face the Great Ghost King.
Unlike the other ghost kings, she never kneels down when facing the great ghost king, and there is not even a look of respect on her face.
"Is there anything?" The demon king spoke coldly.
The other ghost kings kneeling on the ground all had their shoulders trembling. Looking at the entire ghost world, the only one who has the courage to speak like this with the Great Ghost King is probably the only one who has the courage to speak like this.
"Do you still remember the agreement between us?" said the Great Ghost King.
"You give me life, I will give you your wish." The Demon King spit out eight words, then turned around and hid into the darkness, leaving only two red short swords like the huge eyes of wild beasts in the darkness.
"That's good-that's good-that's good-th" The Great Ghost King nodded repeatedly, then looked at the several ghost kings kneeling on the ground again.
"The Corpse Control King, the Curse of the King of Hades, the Ghost King of the Puppet, and the King of the Puppet Hanging Corpse." The Great Ghost King pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his huge finger and made a gesture to the Corpse Control King.
The corpse control king stood up and walked to Bai Zhanhuai, staring at him from a high point.
Bai Zhanhuai struggled to sit up, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only move his body, open his mouth and growl hissing. The wound on his body was once again pulled open, and blood surged out.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the corpse control king, and a long thread as thin as a spider's silk condensed in his hands.
He circled Bai Zhanhuai's neck for a long time, and then tied it hard.
The sharp long line immediately cut Bai Zhanhuai's neck, revealing a neat and smooth section.
Bai Zhanhuai's pupils contracted instantly, and then there was no more anger in his eyes, and his head slowly slid down from the cut surface and fell to the ground.
The headless cavity also slowly fell down, but no trace of blood was splattered out of the wound.
"If this is the case - then -" The Great Ghost King hesitated for a moment, and then raised his hand and pressed it to his eyebrows.
The silver pupils burst out with strong light comparable to sunlight, and the light hits directly on Bai Zhanhuai's corpse.
The ghost army around the square was quiet, and the remaining ghost kings were full of awe. Even the demon king, who had a cold attitude, was slightly moved at this moment.
The silver light enveloped Bai Zhanhuai's body.
These lights slowly crawled into Bai Zhanhuai's body like life.
After more than ten seconds, Bai Zhanhuai's fingers moved slightly.
The head that fell on the side turned around and opened its closed eyes suddenly, with a bitter chill in its eyes.
The wound on the headless body seemed to be covered by milk, and the wriggling white kept pouring into the wound.
Bai Zhanhuai's body stood up from the spot, and his body was no longer as heavy as he was when he was seriously injured. The wound was now filled with white light, and his whole body was like a glowing night pearl, making people unable to look directly at it.
He bent down and picked up his head, pressed it back on his neck, and pressed his arm slightly to his head and twisted it.
Kara's scalp tightened, and Bai Zhanhuai's head returned to his neck, and there was no trace of wound on his neck.
Just as his neck was reinstalled, the light on Bai Zhanhuai's body burst to the extreme, and the ground within a radius of five meters was cracked and gravel splashed everywhere.
When the white light slowly dimmed, Bai Zhanhuai had stood in front of everyone again, wearing a layer of close-fitting mail, the haze on his face became even more than before, and his eyebrows were full of hostility.
The horned wood dragon wrapped around his waist was also wrapped in a layer of mail, which was tightly placed on his body, exposing his muscles.
Bai Zhanhuai, who was resurrected in a strange way, had no trace of vitality in his body, and the cold air emitted from his body seemed to freeze the air.