In an instant, countless ghost cultivators guarding the city who were fighting screamed in surprise.
Especially Xiao Hong, who couldn't dodge and was hit hard on the shoulder by the ghost general who was fighting with him. In an instant, the entire shoulder blade shattered and the evil energy poured out of his body uncontrollably.
The sedan chair hit the ground and was torn apart in an instant. The bride who was sitting inside knelt down in the ruins in embarrassment and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
The ghost kings who were still standing in mid-air were also injured all over their bodies. They were not much better than the bride in the wedding dress.
Ye Taotao was taking out a handkerchief to wipe Bai Xin's sweat when she suddenly heard the voice and subconsciously turned her head to look over, only to see the bride wearing the wedding dress exhausted on the ground.
The red hijab was blown to nowhere by the wind, and the golden phoenix crown was tilted dimly to one side. Cracks of different depths appeared on her skin that was originally as white as jade, like a piece of porcelain that could be broken at any time.
Xiaohong panicked and jumped down from the city wall regardless of her own injury, and ran towards the bride in the wedding dress.
At this moment, a figure jumped out of nowhere. He was covered in blood. He held a long sword in his hand and slashed through the air. The sword's light was like snow, and he slashed hard!
A head flew high into the air.
Long black hair was flying in the air, the dim phoenix crown fell heavily to the ground, and a body without a head fell to the ground helplessly.
"Empress!"
At this moment, no one could react. The ghost soldiers and cultivators who were guarding the city lost their focus and were seized by their opponents, and the war was retreating steadily.
Ah Su held the sword and stood in a pool of blood, as if all the strength in his body had been drained. He staggered and fell to one knee on the ground. He could only rely on the hilt of the sword to barely support himself from falling completely.
Xiaohong rushed towards him suddenly, scratching his face with her sharp nails, and said in a sad and resentful voice: "You killed the empress!"
At this moment, she completely forgot about the rule set by the wedding lady not to eat people. She opened her mouth and bit Ah Su's shoulder, tearing off a piece of meat.
"Haha." In mid-air, Luofu Ghost King, who had lost a head in the battle with the Wedding Lady, looked at this scene and laughed out loud, "The Wedding Lady is dead, why don't you surrender?"
Ye Taotao stood there blankly, looking at the direction where the wedding lady fell, her mind went blank, she opened her mouth silently, but before she could make a sound, her eyes were covered by a pair of cool hands.
"Don't look, you shouldn't look." Xiang Hongxiu said.
So much... so much blood...
The fragrant blood...
There was a strange, disgusting and longing emotion that slowly spread from the depths of her soul, like a raging tide, overwhelming the sky with an unstoppable attitude.
The shadows on the ground began to squirm, spreading and growing under her feet like spilled ink, and a huge and ferocious monster condensed into shape without anyone noticing.
The Ghost King of Youdu looked at the body of the wedding lady who fell on the ground with her head cut off with a heavy look, and felt a little worried in his heart.
He originally wanted to save the bride's life and ask her about the treasure, but he didn't expect that boy to act so quickly!
"Destroy the city!" Youdu Ghost King withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice.
The next moment, all the ghost soldiers and generals who were attacking the city rushed forward one after another as if they had been given blood.
On the Ximen side, the ghost general in charge of attacking the city was already salivating. He waved his giant sword and rushed towards Ye Taotao.
The little girl's meat is the tenderest and most delicious. He must eat her today!
The wedding lady is dead, most people/ghosts have lost the confidence to defend the city, and the obstruction is no longer as airtight as before.
The ghost general raised his giant sword and soon approached the city wall. His resentment condensed into a big hand and he grabbed Ye Taotao unstoppably.
Xiang Hongxiu covered the little monster's eyes with one hand, looked at that hand with a stern look, and pulled out the long sword from his waist.
With a "clang", her sword was bounced away, a fine line cracked on the sword, and she took several steps back uncontrollably.
Without hesitation, Bai Xin and Xiao Yan rushed forward to block Ye Taotao's blow.
Suddenly, Ye Taotao, who was standing there, suddenly opened his eyes.
There was no look familiar to Bai Xin or Xiao Yan in his eyes as scarlet as blood, only endless appetite and madness, like a sea of blood surging.
"Duck eggs..."
The black shadow under his feet suddenly jumped upwards, as if a ferocious giant beast had awakened, and let out a loud roar towards all the people and ghosts——
"roar!!!"
In the darkness, outside the Netherworld, I don't know how far apart, a group of monster beasts as big as mountains stopped all their movements.
They all heard this sound, like a roar coming from the depths of their souls, and the blood in their bodies boiled.
The two lions who were fighting invariably retracted their paws towards each other, raised their ears, and listened quietly.
"roar!!!"
The second sound sounded, and they were finally sure that they heard correctly.
As if to respond to this roar, all the monster beasts howled together, the sound shaking the world: "Roar!!!"
After the male lion barked, he touched his mouth with his paws. The lion's face was blank and he said blankly: "Why should I bark?"
The lioness lowered her head and licked her paws, and glanced impatiently at the male lion next to her: "Idiot, that's the royal family!"
"The royal family...isn't the princess dead?" He murmured in a low voice, and suddenly became a little happy again, "Isn't the princess dead yet? Where is she?"
The lioness waved her arm and gave him a paw, pressed the male lion's head, trampled him to the ground, and said coldly: "Not the princess!"
With such a childish cry, it sounds like a cub.
But...could it be the princess's child? Has the princess ever given birth to a child?
"Who could it be?" The male lion mumbled something vaguely as his face was stepped on.
"No matter who it is," the lioness stepped hard on the male lion's head and swept her long tail behind her butt impatiently, "anyway, we are going to get him back!"
Under the lewd force of the lioness, the male lion moved his head hard, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Well, my dear, why don't you move your paws away first? I can go with you to pick it up."
The lioness lowered her head and looked at him quietly.
The male lion grinned at her, with a pitiful look in his big brown eyes: "You little darling, please don't be angry, okay?"
The lioness snorted coldly and released her paws.
The male lion thought he had been forgiven and was about to get up from the ground happily. But when he raised his head, a thick lion's paw hit him hard on the head.
"Bang!" A huge lion's head was smashed into the soil and buried deeply.
"I'll go by myself!" she said impatiently, and the lioness twisted her lazy and slender body and left without looking back.