There was a dull loud noise from the earth, and the world in front of him became stranger and stranger, and many ancient and huge pitch-black buildings broke through from the spatial plane, and the surface of the buildings was engraved with intricate staggered patterns, their shapes were strange and magnificent, like countless withered hands sticking out of hell.

Wang Jiang carried Gu Fangyan to the ground at great speed, and the huge inertia still dragged him for dozens of meters, leaving a long and eye-catching blood mark along the way.

Gu Fangyan looked up at these pitch-black and hideous buildings, like the sharp and interlaced teeth of a giant beast, about to devour the heavens and the earth. They were supposed to be summoned relics of the underworld, and the unknown black stone walls carried a heavy resentment.

He felt several of his ribs broken, and all his organs were pierced by the broken bones, and the king hung a huge shadow over him, almost overwhelming him.

Wang Jiang wanted to let go of Gu Fangyan, but suddenly found that he couldn't break free from his body, and the Spirit Knife stabbed straight into his body, almost pinning the two of them together. It was hard to imagine how deep and hard the long knife stabbed, and the entire blade completely sank into the body and penetrated through the heart.

During the whole process of their battle, Wang Jiang always thought that he was unilaterally abusing and killing, but he didn't know that Gu Fangyan was like a ruthless lion, even if he was seriously injured, he would deeply pierce his broken claws into the other party's flesh and blood!

It's hard to imagine that such a submissive young man would show such a spirit of dying to the enemy, his eyes flashed with utter mockery and anger, and it was really creepy to appear on such a harmless face.

The torrential rain slapped down on his face, and his hair was sticking together and looking shiny and slippery. His face was pale like a dying man, and he really seemed to be dying, with countless fatal penetrating wounds all over his body, and blood flowed profusely.

Gu Fangyan's hand that clenched the hilt of the knife slowly exerted force, he wanted to rotate the handle like Ling Chenxuan to tear the heart of the general, although he didn't know if this monster had a heart or not.

But the king general would not give him such a chance at all, and the huge palm clamped Gu Fangyan's hand like an iron plow, and the strength was so great that the latter could no longer exert his strength. A thick black mist emerged from Wang Jiang's body, and wound healing occurred instantly.

Damn, how the hell can people fight? At this life-and-death juncture, Gu Fangyan couldn't help but want to complain. This kind of self-healing ability that defies common sense is too buggy, isn't it? You're not a Wolverine, and besides, other Wolverines don't have you like you, do you still read back with a blood note?

He was now an exorcist, able to cut through bricks with his bare hands and slash through steel, but he didn't have the awesome ability to heal himself, so he could only watch his blood drain and watch his fiery anger die silently.

The face of the general was obscured by the treacherous mask of Sen Ran, and only a pair of ghostly blue but turbulent pupils could be seen in the heavy shadows, Gu Fangyan suspected that he had no face at all, maybe he didn't even have a body, and he stabbed into a void with his sword.

There was a muffled sound of bones crushing and cracking in his chest, and Gu Fangyan imagined that Wang Jiang was controlling those weird dark purple crystals that were piercing through his body, and maybe worse, his body would eventually become shattered, torn in half from top to bottom.

Now he was covered in a pool of blood, this was the real bloody battle, leaving no way back for himself, and from the moment he drew his sword, he was determined to die with the enemy.

Wang Jiang sensed that the long knife piercing his chest was moving slowly, and the power of Gu Fangyan's hands twisting the handle of the knife continued to pour into the blade. The cut in the king's heart was slowly being torn open, and a thick black mist rose again, and the raindrops fell on the blazing body and turned into a white mist that dispersed with the wind.

Wang Jiang's dark blue pupils swayed slightly for a moment, the anger in his eyes was self-evident, Gu Fangyan was completely a lamb that could be wrung to death in his hands. But now the lamb is still desperately resisting, vowing to pierce the broken horns into his heart, tearing and tearing each other and biting his throat.

Suddenly a desolate song rang out in the air, if there was nothing or if it was separated. Gu Fangyan blurred across the scarlet blur and saw that the sky was shrouded in cobalt blue flames, and more and more strange statues were breaking through the space and rising up.

As if the devils of hell are whispering, a new kingdom of the dead will be born in the ruins as the gates of the underworld open.

Heaven and earth were silent, all sounds were erased from Gu Fangyan's world, he couldn't even hear the sound of rain, and there was death all around, only death. Pure dead air envelops this area, the realm of the undead.

The next moment, the heavy darkness was suddenly cut open by the sharp double knives, and the sword light flashed like the beginning of chaos!

Luo Fan leaped up from the sky, swinging his sword like a lion. Gu Fangyan only felt that he had seen the stars, the figure of the exorcist wearing a long trench coat was as black as ink, but at that moment, he was as heroic as a god holding a holy sword descending from the sky, waving his hand to cut through the darkness.

The wind blew Luo Fan's black trench coat and agitated, and he sent the double knife into the back of the king's neck, the blades staggered and twisted, and the sound of slashing iron sounded. He wanted to directly stranch Wang Jiang's cervical vertebrae.

Wang Jiang erupted into a terrifying roar, and there was unimaginable pain in the nerve center, and he struggled frantically like a scalded beast, trying to throw Luo Fan off behind him, but the latter was like a parasite attached to Wang Jiang's body, and the blade was lightning close to Wang Jiang's cervical vertebrae, and he actually heard the muffled sound of bones crushing.

For a moment he really thought he was going to kill the general, but the next moment the general grabbed his right foot with his backhand and smashed Luo Fan into the nearby stone wall with a thunderous force.

The dark purple giant sword quickly condensed in the air, and in just a moment, the hideous and narrow sword body appeared in his hand, and he slowly raised the giant sword, nailing Gu Fangyan to the ground like an executioner nailing a prisoner in a coffin with a spear soaked in flames.

But just as the giant sword was about to stab down, the sword body suddenly broke apart, and Luo Fan struggled to sit up from the ground and threw out a ghost slaying talisman. Traces of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the impact just now broke several bones on his body.

Luo Fan was completely unsure of relying on a spirit rune to inflict heavy damage on the general, but he was sure that he could destroy the giant sword that was solidified by crystals, which were made of abilities and were as fragile as paper to the ghost slaying talisman.

The Demon Slayer Talisman dragged an orange arc of light, slashing the sword through the middle.

Exorcists don't have much of an advantage in terms of physical strength against the Lost, and if they don't rely on these runes, they don't know how many more times they will die.

Piercing pillars of light and a huge sound of wind descended from the sky, and a dark shadow enveloped everyone. A black helicopter hovered in the air, steel rotors slicing through the pouring rain and tearing the thick clouds to shreds.

The yang blood in Gu Fangyan's body suddenly began to burst out disorderly, and his broken flesh could not withstand this fiery and terrifying energy at all, and he fell into a deep coma almost at the same time.

The world began to fall slowly, and he faintly heard a buzzing roar in the distance, and the number of helicopters seemed to be far more than one.

…… I really don't know where these people came from, the formation is as fierce as a divine soldier descending from the sky, without a single warning.

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Several helicopters circled over the old residence, and the pillars of light piercing the dark clouds illuminated the body of the king, and the sky and the earth were like day.

The more you look at the king himself, the more you can feel the majesty of the bones, the king in the rain curtain is towering like a lonely black tower, and the armor covering the whole body is engraved with noble and hideous patterns, and the hook angle is curved and the head horn is grandiose. The wind is like a flag in the wind, like a ghost general who has come out of the ancient murals, not angry and self-imposing, and exudes a strong dead air.

In the pouring rain, the king looked around coldly, he was obviously looking up, but he was like a king.

One of the helicopters began to slow down, its black fuselage painted with a golden triangle pattern, and below the pattern was a string of capital letters: "Taoist U."

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Undoubtedly a private helicopter belonging to the Dao League, the golden triangle pattern symbolizes balance and complementarity, and that string of English letters translates to "Taoist Alliance".

The hatch was opened in the air, and a man stood in the cabin, his black trench coat dancing wildly in the wind and rain, and he carried an unsheathed long knife in his hand. The tall body was beaten by the torrential rain, like a black reef.

"How's it going?" the pilot in charge of the helicopter turned to the man and asked the man, the helicopter was small in size and had a very limited cabin area. Usually such a helicopter will only accommodate three people, one for operations and one for piloting, and the last person will be responsible for dealing with emergencies and will carry a military medical kit with him.

"This is the fourth one, and it is said that it is an enchanted creature called 'Shadow Zhao', and its host is King Qin Guang, one of the nine kings. The man was apparently the leader of the special team, and he passed the message to the other team members through a headset.

"Report to the team leader, we have arrived at the designated location. A crisp female voice sounded in the headset.

Several helicopters turned sharply, flying closer to the ground, and they seemed to be extremely agile, and these guys flew hundreds of kilometers at low altitude in the night under the pretext of aerial photography activities, relying on their own pilot's license.

The helicopters were modified by the technical team of the school, and since private planes could not carry any firepower, they used the remaining extra space to improve the engine horsepower and rotor pull, which were comparable to military helicopters at full power.

The purpose of spending so much money is to reach Wucheng as quickly as possible with their dozens of kilograms of body.

"The action begins. The man ordered in a low voice.

The next moment, the helicopter group split into a formation, eight crusaders representing eight serial numbers, the best exorcists formed a hexagram array, and eight soul suppression talismans descended from the sky in turn, like several golden rays of light pouring into the cold sky.

The Demon Slayer sets up a large array of yin and yang and performs the grandest exorcism ritual.

The helicopter's spinning steel rotors tore through the rain curtain, and the blazing pillars of light shone straight to the ground. The crusaders leaped into the streets and alleys of the ghostly fire, their long knives drawing a cold arc, and the yang blood in their bodies surged like a sea. At the same time, all the soul calming talismans burst open, and a huge yang energy magnetic field surged like a tide.

The streets reverberate with countless undead spirits, roaring at predators descending from the sky.

The king's lonely figure stood in the rain, and a frenzied storm swirled around him.