Xiao Zhuo poured out the ghost slashing knife in the bag, and the cold and bright light of the blazing was like a torch that shone brightly around the surroundings.

Looking at the giant ghost's giant-like body approaching violently, Wan Sheng also began to overcome the fear in his heart, brewing his killing intent and preparing to take the knife, but what about my killing intent? Wan Sheng suddenly found that he was nervous and afraid, but the killing intent was not enough and he didn't dare to take the knife!

Wan Sheng said in a trembling voice: "Why should I kill him?"

Xiao Zhuo said in a deep voice: "Do you know why they don't have heads? Because they have dedicated their heads to the Ghost King to show their loyalty, they are the minions of the Ghost King, specially for the Ghost King to hunt for lonely souls in the wilderness, and the souls of your parents and ancestors who can't come back during the festival are usually detained by these Yakshas, if you don't want your mother-in-law to meet the same fate, you have to kill him!"

I see, that's why he had to be killed!

At this moment, the surging power pushed Wansheng up to the sky of Zhihai like a monstrous wave, and thousands of hailstones made a heart-shaking roar in front of him, and thousands of voices shouted in unison in the sky: "Kill !!"

At this moment, Wan Sheng felt unprecedented fullness, indescribable pleasure, Wan Sheng felt that he was omnipotent! Wan Sheng felt that he was standing on the top of the sky, and the tall and terrifying giant ghost before him was simply a ridiculous reptile that was still dying and writhing without a head under his nose! Wan Sheng felt that he could slap this reptile to death, and he didn't even have to wait for it to rush in front of him to disgust himself-and Wan Sheng did the same!

At the end of the killing thought, the ghost slashing knife turned into a meteor-like flame and flew out!

The giant ghost crossed his hands in shock, and sneered!! as if the newly baked fiery red blade was put into the quenching pool, and in the cold flames, the ghost slashing knife directly cut off the arms of the giant ghost and pierced through the heart of the giant ghost's chest, the giant ghost was like a piece of straw paper ignited by a spark, and the whole body was filled with flames, and the terrible scream was also accompanied by the flames of his ghost body......

At this moment, Wansheng was stunned! No, there was no surprise to Wansheng at this result, Wansheng was just refreshed, and he was in the aftertaste!

When the flying knife was shot, when the surging power came out of his hand, Wan Sheng felt a huge loss and emptiness, Wan Sheng could not describe the mood at this time, if you have to describe it, it was probably the feeling of sending out the 200 wen money in your hand the day before you had time to cover the heat, right? No, it is a stronger loss, it is the loss of 2,000 Wen, and the loss of 20,000 Wen money cannot be described!

The next moment, Wan Sheng's eyes were burning at the flaming ghost slashing knife inserted in the rice field in front of him.

This is power, I can't lose it! Wan Sheng rushed forward without thinking about it, and then when he held the hilt of the knife, he came back to his senses with an exclamation of "ah".

Xiao Zhuo laughed: "Are you awake?"

Wan Sheng was shocked at this time: "I ...... just now"

Xiao Zhuo sighed: "This situation will occur when the strength does not match the state of mind, but don't care about this kind of trivial matter, those who become big things are not informal, let's kill the zombies first tonight, and then slowly adjust the mood." ”

Wan Sheng was immediately shocked: "I understand! This is the same reason that Zhang Jiao began to swell after obtaining the Book of Heaven! I just fell into the inner demon!"

Xiao Zhuo smiled dryly: "Probably, but the power of Tianshu is much stronger than this knife, so you can only be regarded as rare and strange." In short, you did a good job just now, and when you meet a zombie, you will kill him with a knife, and he will be doomed. ”

Wan Sheng nodded: "Understood!"

So Xiao Zhuo once again put on the ghost slashing knife from the cloth bag, and the two stepped up to the road.

At midnight, the bright moon was in the sky, and the smoke screen was misty. At this time, a sky-high blood qi on the mass grave appeared from time to time.

Xiao Zhuo was amused: "That zombie is absorbing the aura of the moon to replenish his own blood! ”

Sister Xiao Zhuo's calm chuckle also gave Wan Sheng great encouragement: "Are you very degraded?"

Xiao Zhuo sneered: "Under normal circumstances, he should have breathed purple qi to replenish mana, and he was replenishing blood qi, which means that he was too seriously injured to save his life." In short, we don't have to hide, we just go over and kill him!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed directly to work, and Wan Sheng immediately followed, chanting the brewing emotions of words while running: "Kill! kill! kill!!"

Then, I saw that on the bare grave that had been scorched by the fire, a charred black and thin humanoid black charcoal was sitting with his head tilted on the ground, and a blood-glittering light bead suddenly fluttered on his mouth, and it was this light bead that sucked into the moon one by one to absorb blood qi!

Demon pill?

Xiao Zhuo directly shook out the ghost slashing knife in the bag, and without saying a word: "Chop!"

"Chop!" Wan Sheng also took a deep breath, but in Wan Sheng's eyes at this time, this zombie was burned like this, it was pitiful and far more hateful, and he didn't know what bad things he had done, and he had no killing intent!

Wan Sheng was extremely embarrassed and said: "This-encouragement!"

Xiao Zhuo sighed secretly, and had to say with a straight face: "This corpse will be the minion of the Ghost King, he-"

"Needless to say, this seat recognizes it!" At this moment, the zombie spoke in a muffled voice, and his voice was as hoarse and ugly as a broken gong: "But this seat is not willing to be the minion of the ghost king! We can discuss one thing, how about you take refuge in this seat?"

Wan Sheng was stunned on the spot, and Xiao Zhuo couldn't cry or laugh: "A zombie in the Dan stage doesn't know the height of the sky and dares to call 'this seat'?

So Xiao Zhuo immediately turned his head and said sharply to Wan Sheng: "This demon must be delaying time or waiting for rescuers, there is no lower limit for being so despicable and shameless, kill it quickly!"

Wan Sheng gritted his teeth, immediately remembered the pain of the bitter lord during the day, and immediately remembered that Song Tou's life hung by a thread, at that time, this zombie was so tall and mighty, and now that he has become like this, he has begun to be all kinds of shameless, that is really not allowed to let him harm the world!

As the emotions brewed in place, a killing intent once again filled the sea of Wansheng's knowledge, and as soon as Wansheng grasped the handle of the knife, the feeling of surging and rushing came again!

And the zombie also lowered his head and made a decapitation gesture on his neck, and laughed mockingly at Wan Sheng: "Boy, if it weren't for Song Zhong, you would have died during the day, and now this seat is here, if you don't come to kill this seat now, the day when the deity recovers its strength will be the time to slaughter you all over the city......!

As soon as these words came out, Wan Sheng's heart shook dramatically, his hatred and killing intent climbed to the peak, and the earth-shattering anger of thousands of sword souls in the sea of knowledge: "Kill!"

At this moment, the huge strength, the incomparable determination, and the monstrous killing intent pushed Wan Sheng's battle intent to the extreme, Wan Sheng no longer had any scruples, no fear, no hesitation, and rushed directly to the front hand to raise the knife - click!

Destroy the withered and decaying human head to the ground!

Wan Sheng frowned, just cut it like this?

At this time, under the invasion of cold flames, the head and body of the zombie began to burn!

"Good kill!" Xiao Zhuo excitedly rushed forward and grabbed directly into the fire, and grabbed a blood-glittering bead of light out of the fire!

Xiao Zhuo was overjoyed: "Demon Pill!

Wan Sheng was a little incredulous: "It's just like that?

"Of course!" At this moment, the ghost slaying knife in Wan Sheng's hand was shocked, and a smug laugh came from the knife: "This demon pill is given to you! Compared with the creation of this seat, this demon pill is nothing." ”

Wan Sheng and Xiao Zhuo were shocked: "Are you in the knife?

The knife laughed wildly: "Boy, isn't this what Song Zhong meant?"

Wan Sheng was at a loss: "What do you mean?"

The ghost slasher laughed: "Song Zhong didn't tell you about this knife, but he often discussed the arrangement of this knife with the camel at this grave." ”

Wan Sheng was even more dazed: "Divine soldiers, you can teach me sword techniques!"

The ghost slashing knife laughed: "This knife is a nine-ninety-nine slashing treasure sword, and nine hundred and ninety-nine sword souls have been condensed, as long as one more resentful person is killed and the last sword soul is settled, it will be ninety-nine unified to dominate the souls, become a complete sword soul, and a peerless sword demon will be born, and I am the soul of this last slash, and it is really a blessing from my three lifetimes to die under this sword, then, as a sword demon, can I be qualified to call myself this seat?"

Wan Sheng sat down on the ground in shock, and Xiao Zhuo was also full of horror: "It turns out that you deliberately didn't resist, let us use this knife to cut you?"

The ghost slasher laughed and said: "Of course, even if this seat is seriously injured, even if it is not chased and killed by those living people, it may be replaced by other ghost generals under the ghost king, it is you who have sent a great creation to this seat, this seat wants to thank you, so let's continue the topic just now, how about you defect to this seat? I can see that you have opinions about the ghost king, in fact, this seat has more opinions, and the ghost king is nothing more than obtaining a golden body to have today's power, and now this seat has cultivated into a sword demon, and your kid also has a special ability——"

Speaking of this, the Ghost Slasher was suddenly stunned: "Hey, what are you biting this seat for?"

Wan Sheng and Xiao Zhuo looked at each other, who was he talking to?

The ghost slasher was anxious: "What's the matter! Obviously, they should all be under the control of this seat—nine hundred and ninety-seven, nine hundred and ninety-eight—hey! Nine hundred and ninety-eight! Counting this seat, one is nine hundred and ninety-nine!

Wan Sheng suddenly remembered that he had poured a knife soul into the kitchen knife before he set off, and couldn't help but be happy: "Could it be that Song Tou can't count?"

Ten years ago, the last ghost he slashed was to report to this seat, and at that time it was nine hundred and ninety-nine slashes, and there was a vision!"

Wan Shengle said: "Then what will happen if there is one less soul now?"

The ghost slashing knife was in a hurry: "Hurry up and find someone to kill!"

Wan Sheng Dale: "I can't move this knife under normal circumstances, they don't accept me." ”

The voice of the ghost slasher was about to cry: "This seat ...... I'll help you convince them!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold flames on the ghost slaying knife flew and danced wildly, and the arrogance was noisy, and it was indeed a frightening battle! After half a sound, the flying flames gradually subsided.

Wan Sheng shouted, "Peerless Sword Demon?"

Xiao Zhuo was also surprised: "Without the physical body, without the demon pill, he can really fight nine hundred and ninety-eight?"

Wan Sheng smiled: "I guess he was subdued, right?"

Xiao Zhuo nodded: "In short, tonight's harvest is perfect, let's hurry up and go back." As for my body, now that I know he's a hunter, I'll bring his body back to his house and create an accidental death scene for him to die in, so that their gang won't trouble you right away. ”

Wan Sheng was shocked: "Sister Xiao Zhuo is thoughtful!"

Xiao Zhuo picked up the bag and put on the ghost slashing knife and said, "You can wake up directly now, this knife will be delivered to your house first when I go back—huh?"

At this time, the ashes of the burned zombie flashed, and Xiao Zhuo picked it up and saw that it was a metal token-like thing.

Wan Shengqi said: "This is?"

Xiao Zhuo's eyebrows jumped: "The key to the soul prison!"

Wan Sheng suddenly remembered the land: "We have forgotten a land god!"