Gulas' wanton laughter was mixed in the strong wind, like a demon from hell, opening its bloody mouth to suck them into the endless darkness.
Bai Wusha clenched the blue sword in his hand, exuding an intimidating aura.
He wanted to kill this guy with a knife, but he had no body at all. What could he do to destroy his soul?
If the lives of the pirate ship and the captain are connected, then does it mean that the ship must be destroyed to destroy his soul? No, that is definitely not the case!
Is there no other way?
He stared at him fiercely, the anger between his brows getting stronger and stronger.
"Death!" Gulas curled his lips and immediately stretched his hand ten times, trying to catch Bai Wusha.
His figure flashed and escaped!
Caught again—and dodged again!
"Hmm, you can hide pretty quickly!" He narrowed his sinister eyes, used both hands together, and patted away——
The palms of the two palms slowly expanded in mid-air and pressed down like the palms of Tathagata. There was no way to escape...
Bai Wusha was caught by him, unable to move, and was held in his hands like a doll.
"I'm going to rip off your head, and then get to your hands, your feet... Hahahaha..." He smiled wildly, and his other hand began to slowly stretch towards him.
Damn it, he can't move! Bai Wusha stared hard at that big hand and gritted his teeth. This was the first time in so many years that he encountered this situation, the first time that he was played by the enemy in the palm of his hand. What a shame.
!
Is he going to die by his hands today?
He is so unwilling to be killed by a soul that has been dead for hundreds of years. He is not willing to accept it...
At the critical moment, Gulas's face changed, his hand loosened and he retracted, his face became very painful, he covered his head and gritted his teeth.
Who is it, who is knocking him on the head?
Bai Wusha landed firmly on the ground and noticed something was wrong with his expression.
I saw his fierce gaze shooting in one direction——
A look of panic and fear flashed across his pupils, and his whole face changed...
Bai Wusha followed his gaze and looked over.
A dirty little girl was hiding in a corner in the strong wind. In her hand, she held a black skull and kept poking it with a rusty knife...
Her little hands were trembling, and she was poking hard, trying to break it, but the skull was too hard and she couldn't break it...
She became more and more anxious, and suddenly found those evil eyes glaring at her fiercely. She was so frightened that her skull almost fell out of her arms. Fortunately, she hugged him in time.
She gritted her teeth, tightened her little body, and thrust harder...
"Ah...it hurts..." Gulas covered his head and screamed in pain, and the strong wind subsided.
Who is this little girl? Why does she know his weakness?
Damn it, she can't let her destroy his skull, it's the container of his soul.
Once the skull is destroyed, his soul will also be destroyed...
"Stop!" Gulas shouted, his hand stretched out several times like a rubber band, and his huge palm was about to catch the little girl...
The little girl was frightened and her eyes widened in panic...
With a "boom", the huge hand crushed the stone!
A burst of dust rose...
When the ashes dispersed, the little girl's figure had disappeared.