It is very likely that this is the case, because there is a safe hospital next to it, but the head that sealed it inside has long been taken away.

This corpse king was banned more than ten years ago.

has always been suppressed in the underground of Chang'an Town, with its head on the ground!

Now the situation is very strange, no one expected the corpse king to suddenly appear, I glanced sideways, and found that Yan Laojiu and Maitreya were lying on the other side of the wall, only sticking out half of their heads, secretly observing all this.

"Interesting...... I didn't expect to see anything like this......"

Listening to his tone, the current Tu San is no longer him at all, but another person, just like the existence of Ye Siming.

The demon sealed in the ancient sword of Tusan.

At this time, his face was expressionless, his long white hair danced in the wind, and the perfect lines of his body were filled with the aura of demons.

Only at this moment, he can remain calm when he sees the Corpse King.

After a short stalemate, the Corpse King suddenly raised his hands, and a thick black evil qi suddenly gushed out, and for a while, the wind was fierce, and even the ground began to tremble.

In the thick black air, I couldn't even see the figure of the Corpse King.

He is worthy of being the king of corpses.

Even if the head is cut off, it is still immortal and indestructible, no wonder it can only be banned at the beginning, but there was a head back then, how powerful it should be.

"I don't know if I live or die......"

The white-haired Tu San flicked the ancient sword with his fingers, and the whole person turned into a white light and shot towards the huge black qi.

The two figures, one black and one white, collided together, and with a bang, a surging wave of qi started from the impact point and swept in all directions.

Blown by the air wave, my hair stood on end at the roots, and I couldn't even open my eyes, and a disgusting breath swept through my nostrils into my chest, making it difficult for me to breathe, and it was as if a stone had been pressed on my chest.

The collision of the white-haired demon on one side and the headless fierce on the other side makes me feel like I have been affected by the fish in the pond.

One loud bang after another came, shaking the ground and shaking it, and waves of air came like mountains and seas, with no intention of stopping at all.

Tents, bricks, bonfires, stones, and even corpses were pushed against the wall by the air waves, and the entire center of the gathering place was clean and tidy, without a trace of debris.

Eventually, the huge cloud of black gas suddenly rushed into the circular pit.

The wave of qi disappeared, and everything in front of him seemed to be back to normal, except that the ground occasionally shook violently a few times, and a pit of black gas often erupted from the deep pit.

Huang Rong watched from a distance, looking very nervous.

After an earth-shattering bang, the white-haired Tu San and the Corpse King jumped out of the pit at the same time.

When the two sides stood against each other, I couldn't help but make my eyelids jump.

Because I found that the corpse king was actually frozen in ice, although the body was still covered with black gas, but the body was difficult to move, and the thick ice completely covered its whole body, completely turning into an ice sculpture!

The Corpse King is defeated?

My eyes widened, and I couldn't believe it.

When I looked at the white-haired Tu San, I found that he was bubbling black gas all over his body, and although his expression was still flat, his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Traces of black evil aura spilled out of his pale skin, and it looked extremely strange.

Judging from this situation, the white-haired Tu San doesn't seem to be comfortable.

"If this body weren't too weak, I would have killed you with one sword!"

The white-haired Tu San looked at the Corpse King coldly, he took the first step with trembling legs, as if he wanted to get close to the Corpse King, but as soon as his footsteps landed, his body immediately collapsed, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

The strange thing is that the sweat he profuses is black, and when it flows down, it seems that his body is painted with oil paint.