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Chapter 57: The Death of the Ghost King

Heavenly investigators are monsters that represent the highest power among humans. The meaning of their existence is to compete with other high-end spiritual creatures in the three realms to hunt demons and even kill gods. They have broken through humans' mastery of cultivation and techniques.

common sense and is the strongest human being in the true sense.

For many years, these people have not been seen to show their power again, and the world has forgotten how powerful they are. Until this moment, the war between the giant skeleton ghost king and the thousand-year-old iron mantis king seems to have brought people back to the past.

That era of war.

The iron fist wielded by the Ghost King struck the Iron Mantis King on the head, denting the huge insect beast into the concrete wall. The cement fragments scattered everywhere, and each blow had the same effect as a cannonball hitting the wall.

The Iron Mantis King, who was much shorter than the Ghost King, was much larger than the Ghost King in terms of size. It was smart and retracted its head from the wall. The Ghost King punched the air and punched a hole in the thick prison wall.

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Wielding a huge scythe, the Iron Mantis King slashed out two huge cuts in the Ghost King's chest. Broken bones were scattered on the ground. The wounds were so deep that they almost broke the body. But the human bones on both sides of the wounds were

They reached out to each other, hugged each other tightly, and healed the wounds quickly.

"Pineapple is as dense as a pineapple!!" The Ghost King narrated a mantra that others did not understand, but the halo of black spiritual power quickly condensed in the open mouth.

A black light bullet burst out, faster than the bullet, but the Iron Mantis King in front of him dodged sideways, his agility value exploded. The black light bullet hit the 5th floor of the Area A building, and there was a loud bang that shook the entire building.

It was blasted into slag, leaving a half-moon curved surface, and even the steel bars were burning with black flames.

Lin Xi and Qingcheng, who had just ran out of the building, looked back and trembled involuntarily. If they had come out ten seconds later, they would have been wiped out along with the building.

"Stop looking! Let's go!" Qingcheng pulled Lin Xi and continued running forward. The confinement area not far away might be their refuge, but under the power of the spiritual light bomb, there was no safety on the ground anymore.

That's pretty much it.

The Iron Mantis King opened its back armor, revealing its wings as thin as cicada wings, and flew forward with a puff. The Iron Mantis King, who was as big as a locomotive but had the speed of an airplane, collided head-on with the Ghost King's body, knocking the behemoth away.

Pushed back again and again.

The huge skeletal fist hammered hard at the Iron Mantis King's body, while the scythe-wielding arms almost completely dismembered the Ghost King's body.

The huge Tianshui Prison is like a boxing ring for two monsters. They use violence to destroy everything they can come into contact with, trying their best to cause fatal injuries to each other.

But the initiators of all this - Zanchen and Alei - sat quietly aside, watching the works they trained like boxing coaches and fighting to kill them. Perhaps they are the most ferocious monsters here?

Back in the dark underground laboratory of the 213th Biochemical Unit of the Japanese Army, Thirteen did not mention the smelly corpse oil lamp again, but used the dragged blade to draw dancing sparks on the ground to provide lighting. This caused the echo in his ears.

There was a creaking sound, eerie like a trembling note engraved in my heart.

Thirteen returned to the place that once frightened him, which was the bone pile behind the laboratory. It was as bright as day, with many white ghosts flying back and forth in the air and howling. The former bone pile, all the bones

They were all gone, leaving a cement pit 10 meters deep and as big as a basketball court.

A white light soared into the sky from the deep pit and shot towards the high ceiling, just like the laser that destroyed the world in the evil spirit.

"Thirteen?!" Lin Xi finally chased after Thirteen and shouted loudly.

Thirteen, who was standing by the deep pit, turned his head slightly, smiled at his long-lost partner, and said softly with his lips, "Take care of her."

Lin Xi couldn't understand the lip language at all. Thirteen was speaking to Qingcheng behind her. In fact, even if Thirteen didn't say anything, Qingcheng would not let Lin Xi get any closer.

This time Qingcheng used the grappling technique to tightly hug Lin Xi's body from behind.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xi asked angrily without knowing why.

"Are you crazy? Whether you are a practitioner or not, you should have felt the powerful spiritual power in front of you! It is a whirlpool of spiritual power. All creatures that come close will have their own spiritual power barrier torn apart, which will cause the spiritual power of the living beings to be destroyed.

If you lose it quickly, you will become as old as an old lady and die in a few minutes!" Qingcheng hugged Lin Xi and dragged her back.

"But Thirteen...!" Lin Xi was about to refute before he remembered that Thirteen's special physique had no so-called barrier at all, and his spiritual power was constantly passing away.

This allowed Thirteen to take a step forward without hesitation, and his body fell to the bottom of the pit as if falling off a cliff. Before falling to death, Thirteen slashed with his backhand, and half of the sharp white deer was inserted into the cement wall of the pit.

Let his body hover just a few centimeters above the ground.

In the pit, the storm formed by spiritual power was roaring and turning. In the center of the storm was a black claw fragment, like a dinosaur fossil, but the claw fragment was still sharp.

"You're so lucky, I won the prize." Thirteen said with a smile. He was no match for Zan Chen, and no matter how much Lin Xi drank, he couldn't be a match for the peerless divine master. He was also not the raging skeleton ghost king outside.

The general's opponents, the guys outside are much stronger than Attack on Titan.

However, there are some things that he can indeed do, and that is what Shisan had already noticed when he first came...the spirit of the ghost king and generals! No matter how powerful the ninety-nine souls and five internal organs are in cultivating ghosts, it is just a repair.

The soul of the ancient demon god cannot be created out of thin air. It needs a medium to do such a thing. Just like cloning DNA cells, you also need a body to do it.

As the essence of this ancient demon god, the claws are the source of everything.

"Second gear." Thirteen pulled out the conduit of the Spirit Release Machine, inserted it into his heart again, pulled the trigger in his hand, and injected violent spiritual power into the hilt of the sword in his hand. The Spirit Release Machine could destroy anything.

Ordinary media become terrifying weapons, and the combination with demon hunting weapons can make the white deer's blade even more unstoppable.

The silver blade turned into a dazzling red light, like a red-hot soldering iron, and even the surrounding air was heated to more than 50 degrees.

"Die!" Thirteen stepped forward and rushed forward into the rotating storm, letting the blade follow the whirlpool of the storm and slash on the sharp claws. With a bang, Thirteen was thrown away as if he had received an electric shock.

It hit the cement pit wall.

Thirteen was so shocked that he almost dropped the hilt of his sword. He couldn't help but vomited out a mouthful of blood, which stained his white shirt.

On the surface, the war between the Ghost King and the Iron Mantis King has demolished half of the buildings in the prison. The Ghost King's generals' repair power and aura bombs are very troublesome skills. No matter how the Iron Mantis King kills him, the wounds on this guy's body will remain.

It can quickly heal through the pulling between bones, and once the damn spiritual light bomb is hit by it, even if it is a thousand-year-old Gu worm, it will be difficult for the Iron Mantis King to leave a complete corpse.

The simple thing is that this bug has a flight mode, and its speed is ridiculous even if it touches the ground. The ghost king really can't keep up with its speed.

Suddenly, the Iron Mantis King made a beautiful dodge and threw himself into the arms of the Ghost King's general. He turned the sickle with both hands to cut, inserting the blade deeply, shortening the arm and exerting his strength to the extreme. For the first time, he cut the skeleton.

The ghost king's hands, feet, and head were chopped off together, and the bones were scattered on the ground, but these things were not dead. After landing, they crawled crazily towards the main body, and quickly piled them up to form a complete body again.

"Wuzhu, do you have a second plan? The fight will go on forever." Alei sat on the rest bench nearby and contacted the headquarters directly with the help of the communicator in her ear.

"You can deploy micro-nuclear bombs to carry out local neutralization strikes, saving time and effort. Even if we fight for hundreds of years, I'm not sure we can kill the current Zanchen. That guy has developed an eternal head-drop. I think we will have to fight with him in the future.

This old friend has made a lot of connections." Wu Zhu sighed helplessly.

"Don't talk about the future that will make me unhappy. Give me some practical suggestions. Once daybreak comes, it will be difficult to cover up the aftermath of the incident here." A Lei was already a little sleepy.

"I contacted other heaven-level investigators, and two of them will arrive in 40 minutes and one hour respectively to hold him down. We must catch this guy back," Wu Zhu said seriously.

"I hope it's true that that guy has eternal life, otherwise I'm really not sure I can hand him over to you alive. After all, he is so annoying to me." Ale gritted her teeth.

At this moment, the Ghost King general who was really enjoying his second life waved his fist at the Iron Mantis King and suddenly disintegrated in the air, as if someone had used TNT to explode in his arm. Countless human bones were blown to pieces.

After he fell to the ground, no trace of him alive was found.

Everyone present widened their eyes, including Zan Chen, who was also surprised. Before everyone could react to the ghost, the 15-meter-high Ghost King's body exploded from feet to head. The bones turned into splattering shrapnel, and the Ghost King was

Wailing, but still unable to change the fate of disillusionment.

"The soul has been destroyed?" Zanchen squatted on the ground, bit his finger, drew a clairvoyant head-down spell on the ground, and pressed his palm on it.

I saw the same head-dropping spell appearing on the wall next to the underground bone pit, and a human eyeball actually appeared in it. I happened to see Thirteen standing in front of the sharp claws, the red blade in his hand forcefully

After being inserted into the claws, he was exuding such dripping spiritual energy that even Zan Chen couldn't recognize that he was his little friend.

He was even using the Spirit Release Machine, a weapon that was regarded as the best suicide prop during World War II. He allowed the Spirit Release Machine to devour his own spiritual power without showing any signs of fatigue.

Zanchen had added a defensive barrier to the Yuan Shen before, and when the Yuan Shen released its spiritual power, the spiritual storm could effectively prevent investigators from approaching its body. In Zanchen's estimation, it would require at least a ground level of 5

Only investigators above level 1 can get close to the Demon General's spirit.

But obviously Thirteen does not have the strength of the Earth Level, but his tenacity allowed him to create miracles.


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