It hurts, it hurts to death.

The moment the silver hairpin was inserted into the heart, blood flowed.

Before my consciousness was chaotic, I was worried that I would not be able to die, so I forcibly pulled out the hairpin halfway, and the blood that rushed out was splashed on my face.

But before I could raise my hand and stab again, the Dharma body had already slumped back, and a not-so-beautiful "big" character was placed on the grave.

The feeling of weight in the body disappeared, and in an instant, I only felt comfortable and refreshed, and a clear stream surged from the seven muscles and eight veins.

That's what should be my strength!

The white light shrouded in the surrounding body faded, and within two steps of the distance, the female corpse's withered and chapped face, and in the mouth without lips, a large amount of saliva was smashing to the ground.

With a move in my mind, the long deacon, which had been missing, was summoned back to my hand, and with a flick of my wrist, I pulled a flower in the air, and it became a long sword again.

With a wave of the momentum, the silver-white sword broke through the dark night and hit the door of the female corpse, and wherever I went, the fierce wind of the sword swirled destroyed the ancient decay, razing all the large and small illegally piled graves around here.

In the midst of this blow, I don't know how many lonely souls and wild ghosts screamed and wailed in pain for the loss of their love nest.

The female corpse was shocked by the sword and flew out, and her huge and thick body fell into the distance, she was almost crazy at the moment, and after falling to the ground, she let out a strange laugh of "Boom".

I don't have the heart to care about her now, but I'm worried about my precious Dharma Body that I can't bear to look at directly, after all, I also asked the Emperor to borrow it, and I can't afford to pay for it.

I floated down, approached the Dharma Body and took a closer look, I was so obedient that I still couldn't look at it.

The two white eyeballs of the Dharma Body stared at me in a daze, my face was smeared with blood and sweat, and both shoulders were soaked with blood, mixed with dirt and dirt, and I was holding the suicidal silver hairpin in my hand.

It also looks like a picture of a corpse about to be cheated.

Before my soul could leave my body, some blood splashed into my mouth and quickly dispersed, I remember the taste, it was not sweet.

And whoever thinks it's sweet will be killed by me, from now on.

The female corpse had slowly risen from the ground, and the white hairs on her back, which were as hard as steel needles, seemed to have grown an inch more.

It's like a sharp scythe embedded in it, and under the moonlight in this enchantment, it reflects a chilling light.

I held my sword and went straight to the female corpse Heavenly Spirit, but she dodged it with a false flicker, and rolled on the ground in front of me, which was worthy of running towards the "remains" behind me and facing the sky.

I knew that these zombies were desperate for blood, and if they were contaminated, they would rush forward desperately.

Thinking of this, the nameless ghost fire in my heart suddenly erupted, I suffered so much and how many sins she suffered today, if I don't raise her ashes, how can I be worthy of my Dharma body that is blind to death!

The speed of my instantaneous movement was extremely fast, so fast that my heart moved at will, and when the female corpse was still less than three steps away from the Dharma body, I once again slashed out a sword ray.

No matter how stupid the female corpse is, she jumps into the air with all her strength, dodging my attack alive, and then several light needles burst out from her withered and rotten arms.

Well, this female corpse will have a lot of talents!

I dodged sideways, dodged the few first, and before I could be proud, I turned my face, and thousands of light needles shot at me like a tide.

I raised my sword and flew up to fight her, and the sword danced very fast in my hand, gradually forming a semi-circular arc, blocking all the light needles.

I scolded while blocking: "This dead woman is a hedgehog, so many thorns!"

The burly, ugly and unaware zombie actually used the delicate voice to refute me when we met in the morning: "The concubine body is not a hedgehog, the concubine body is a thorny rose~"

Me: "......"

The female corpse's arm suddenly grew, and her fingers twisted and bent like withered vines, and I pulled the sword in my hand and cut it off together.

But I didn't want it to be a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and the female corpse took advantage of my full strength to deal with this head, and suddenly her figure shook and barely rushed towards the Dharma body behind me.

"Damn," I scolded in a low voice, "if you don't beat you up today, you will swallow the sword!"

With a quick pinch of my fingers, the dark blue flames of hell erupted from my palms, and the withered fingers of the female corpse that had turned into vines burned into ashes in the blue light.

I turned back, my long arms outstretched, and the chains of cold iron, which had not been summoned for a long time, appeared in a white glow.

I drove my inner breath and threw the chains towards the glittering female corpse, and the sparks of lightning crackled on the chains.

The female corpse was naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp, and when she was chained by this cold iron chain, she immediately struggled with a world-shaking leap, and the white hair on her body, which was harder than a steel needle, rolled on the ground, drawing one spark after another.

The strength of the female corpse was terrifying, she only cared about running and rolling in front of her, and I was holding the other end of the chain, so that I couldn't hold on to the milk.

I tried to stop her, but I plunged my sword deep into the razed graveyard beneath my feet, and the blade sparked on the ground.

Even so, it didn't do anything for me to drop that female corpse.

In the current situation, no matter how I look at it, I think I should be the one who was beaten!

No face, it's too shameless to say it!

The wind was blowing, the sky was torn apart by huge lightning bolts, the rumbling thunder rushed from the ground in the distance, and the rain lines were blown in the wind.

Mizusawa was falling on my side, separated by a blank barrier, and the furious female corpse was still struggling.

As the rain fell, the air around me seemed to get heavier and heavier.

Another flash of blue lightning flashed across the sky, stretching in all directions, and suddenly sparks burst out in the thick black clouds, like a beast with a bloody mouth open and about to devour all things.

The tremors of the ground came like a thunderbolt, and the raindrops became bigger and bigger, smashing into the ground with a clatter, and the sound was strangely low.

A bad premonition gradually came to my heart, and a vision fell from the sky, could it be that I had predicted something?

In order to avoid any other things being caused by this female corpse, I must end this battle as soon as possible, no matter what.

I let go of my sword, which was rubbing against the mounds of earth and rubbing, and flew forward on tiptoe, the chains that grabbed the female corpse and tightened it in my hands.

The female corpse seemed to feel the change, and she suddenly stopped at her feet, and shook her head forward, in a delusional attempt to break free from the chains.

My eyes were dark, and I pinched the seal when the female corpse shook her head, and the powerful internal breath urged.

Before my toes landed in front of the female corpse, the chains were raised with a wave of violence, and the female corpse was caught off guard, slashing through the air in a beautiful arc, and slammed into the slightly soft graveyard that had been moistened by the rain.

This powerful blow resulted in a grave that perfectly fitted the shape of the female corpse.

It's good, but not satisfied.

The female corpse obviously did not hurt from the fall, she moved her head and arms, and she should be about to get up.

The tremor of the ground became more and more intense with the raging rain, and the thunder in the sky, and the long wind roaring on the side, rushed with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea.