The sky was full of flying and scattered heads, one by one with their bloody mouths open, constantly choosing people to devour, and the miserable wails rang out one after another, and the silk bottles and the human head and belly child gods frantically gnawed at everything they saw, not only those wandering spirits, but also ghosts and ...... Everything that doesn't belong to the group of supernatural ghosts.

"Damn! These...... Are they all crazy? ”

Mu Qingyang was shocked by what he saw, he was almost about to raise his sword and rush up to slash, but looking at the chaotic situation in front of him, he stopped...... He didn't know what to do, there were crazy heads flying around everywhere, and the monsters that came out of nowhere were simply killing and destroying, like locusts, and the sound of clicking teeth in his ears made him dizzy!

What's even more terrifying is that the bitten ghosts also began to mutate, crawling on the ground one by one with their mutilated bodies, joining the enemy, as if they were ignorant and unaware of the silk bottle and the child gods with human heads and belly, pulling the hands and feet of those normal wandering spirits, and becoming a powerful accomplice of these murderers.

"Bastard! How can these guys do ......" Mu Qingyang's front was already crawling with a large group of remnant souls, they were used as forward cannon fodder to attack a few of them first, most of these wandering ghosts were poor people who came to Lotus Platform for help, but at this moment, they changed their pitiful attitude, grabbed Mu Qingyang's back, legs and feet without hesitation, and began to tear at his arms and neck.

"Get out of the way!"

The great sword danced like a windmill, and several ghosts were stirred into a wave of air, and then thrown out in an instant......

But this kind of defense was obviously not very useful, and more ghosts came up one after another, they seemed to have identified their target, relying on their numerical superiority to completely isolate Mu Qingyang from the other companions. At the same time, the Siluo bottles also began to gradually approach from the sky, and it could be seen that Mu Qingyang had become the main target of attack now, or that they were just coming for him at all.

"Come here!" Di Ting can only use its claws and sharp mouth to drive away those who are crowded with all hands and feet, but it is not the main target of attack like the two plague gods. Most of the enemies had already gone to Mu Qingyang.

"No! They are consciously separating us...... You take care of yourself! Mu Qingyang didn't intend to tolerate this situation any longer, he could see through the gap that Wang Yuan was pointing and directing his subordinates to release a steady stream of silk bottles, these guys could now be said to have covered a large area of the sky, causing the vicinity to fall into complete darkness.

"These filthy scraps...... No matter what, what is not a demon, can you watch them kill them? Hum! Am I really a soft-footed shrimp......"

Mu Qingyang's eyes were blood-red, there was only one color in the entire eye socket, and all the waves surging in it were blood-red. However, at the pupils, it is like a deeper reef, standing still in the waves. He grinned slightly, letting Sensen's cold air overflow from his mouth, and the crimson mouth and snow-white teeth were slightly wrong, looking a little strange and hideous. In the deepest part of his mind, perhaps the corners of his consciousness could not really feel. A little black shadow slowly expanded, like a piece of crushed ice in the rolling magma. It has an incredible feeling. This black is like a newborn child, it is indifferently looking at this strange and familiar world, when it finally finds the purest point of the world, "boom", with an indescribable high speed, quickly expanded to every corner of Mu Qingyang's body and mind. His heart swelled violently with a thud. It almost fills the entire ribcage, and the next moment it shrinks back violently, until an unimaginable "singularity".

In the midst of this expansion and contraction, the eyeballs began to move slowly, not the pupils in the sockets. It's Hitomito's own rotation that completely defies the limits of the human body! The demonic bloody eyes made him look like a devil, and he was using his bloody hands to tear open the gap in his soul to explore the deepest secrets inside. Pain, ****, fear, sorrow, enlightenment, coldness, mockery, and even a trace of masochistic pleasure, as well as the vague projection hidden in the depths, are all peeled away layer by layer, and then nakedly exposed.

The hexagonal light transmission under his feet, inexplicable and strange symbols lit up one by one, and the black viscous liquid slowly flooded the surroundings, engulfing from the feet as if it had life, to the ankles, calves, knees...... Up to the chest and shoulders, and finally even the entire head was wrapped in, leaving only the eyes and nostrils exposed, and then the knees, elbows, shoulders, and back all stretched out long spikes, and the top of the head also had two long sharp horns, and the Lulu Sword also changed its shape, looking more and more huge and simple, and with the red light of the eyes swept over and revealed a magnificent appearance.

The black armor began to fade little by little, revealing its silver-white true color, and a surge of evil qi spread out in circles like ripples, and the shock waves spread out layer by layer, and the dense ghosts around Mu Qingyang were also shaken to pieces, as if a boulder was thrown in a pond crowded with frogs, and a large number of geists were so frightened that they fled one after another, more like a swarm of headless flies buzzing and scattered......

"What's that? Why is this armor so weird...... And look at it, that kid's eyes...... This...... Isn't it demonized? Liu Yuanda and Zhao Guangming were stained with Mu Qingyang's light, and the ghosts entangled around them were dispersed, not only them, but even Di Ting's side did not have a few left, and they were slapped by its claws, and suddenly there was no shadow in the crackle!

"Alas! He was already half demon and half demon, but now once he is stimulated with ferocity, I am afraid that we will immediately have a tragic fight here......" Di Ting shook his head and sighed, already feeling something......

Mu Qingyang's eyes gradually turned thick blood.

"Kill! Kill...... Kill! ”

The sharp shouts hit back and forth in his head, and Mu Qingyang only felt humiliated and disgusted! Such a sensation burst from his heart and injected into his blood, like drops of pitch-black venom, making his blood boil throughout! Then, with a hard return of his hand, he slammed it to the ground.

"Bang!"

The surging black qi rolled out in all directions, and the hot blood that rushed to the brain finally got a way to vent. The strangeness in his eyes began to slowly settle.

At this moment, the surrounding air suddenly froze, as if a hole had been poked out in an instant, and Mu Qingyang, with a body with great momentum, rushed to the sky.

With a cold snort, the Lulu Sword danced wildly like a wheel. Waves of hot blood-red qi erupted from the blade of the sword, like countless poisonous dragons gushing out, flying all over the sky, rolling up those evil and ugly heads, squeezing them into a huge sphere; Immediately after that, the person walked with the sword, as if it was a sharp arrow, and with a "snort", it penetrated the incomparably huge sphere that was constantly wriggling, and all the silk bottles and human heads were attached to the child gods. Black gas erupted one after another, and then shattered into fine pieces of flesh and blood, which fell like snowflakes......

At the moment when everyone was cheering for Mu Qingyang, a black shadow swooped behind him, slamming against his lower back, and the two of them fell to the ground like meteors, all the way to the Jizo Hall......

It's about to land. The person behind him pulled his belt violently, and his knees slammed directly into several large points in his spine. That's not all, just when Mu Qingyang was in pain and his body was stagnant, the man's cold palm was attached to the back of his heart, and the palm was slightly vomited.

With a "bang", Mu Qingyang was like a heavy stone. Straight to the table in front of you.

When the person was still in the air, Mu Qingyang felt that a sharp needle-like force had penetrated in, breaking through the protection of his body, like tearing a piece of tissue paper!

The power pierced him in the heart, so fast. So he didn't even have time to react!

With a muffled "bang", his chest exploded with a blood mist in the sky, and then the table in front of him was crushed, and the moment his body collided, Mu Qingyang's soul seemed to float out of his body, and death had never been so close to him as it was now-even under the pressure of Xiang Liu, the breath of death was only close, unlike this time, his soul had been roughly pulled out!

"That's what it is...... Dead? ”

What an amazing feeling! Just now, there was a surge of vitality in his body, and now, nothingness was the only thing he could feel.

"The host ......"

A familiar shout exploded like thunder, and then a great suction came out of his body, and in the colorful streamer, the dragon spirit record flashed from the void, the golden cover cracked, and it threw out countless pages like a waterfall to wrap Mu Qingyang's soul, and slammed into his already silent body!

"Huh!"

The attacker cried out in amazement, and his body couldn't help but ...... Everyone present could clearly see that it was none other than the current sect leader of the Descending Sect, the supernatural ghost king who had just gone and returned.

The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, and the words of the ancients are not unreasonable!

There was a strange aura in the Jizo Temple, which weighed down on everyone's hearts like a boulder.

Heaven and man induction, the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, will always be reflected in people's bodies. Just as summer makes people irritable, and thunder and lightning make people angry and unstable, this gloomy and gloomy atmosphere will invisibly affect people's mood, and some strange psychology will burst out in this situation. For example, repression, jealousy, hatred, and even murder!

Wang Yuan's face suddenly showed a complicated expression of envy mixed with hatred, and he did not hesitate to stretch out five fingers, his nails grew a few inches, and with a strong wind, he plucked on the heart of Mu Qingyang, who could not move.

Syllable! Crash......

The finger claw hit the vital point, bringing Mu Qingyang extremely bad physical damage, that is, in the blink of an eye, the armor outside his body shattered like glass, and at the same time, there was also a layer of his skin.

His flesh instinctively reflected the consequences of the pain, his body was as red as blood as the epidermis was shattered, and the nerves and blood vessels pulled almost all the muscles, and began wave after wave of spontaneous convulsions, which obscured all signs.

"Alas! I don't know if it's right or wrong for us to do this? Glancing at each other, the three of them had reached a consensus, Di Ting, Liu Yuanda and Zhao Guangming shot together, and three different colors of light spun out in mid-air, which were three bright Jingyuan Inner Dan, dripping and spinning, flying directly above Mu Qingyang. During the flight, Neidan's shell gradually cracked, revealing the body of the Nether. The gray-white qi rays were like thousands of wriggling small snakes, stretching and overlapping around the three beads, and the moment they flew directly above, the qi rays were released in unison. Thousands of gas machines are staggered everywhere.

Mu Qingyang only felt that his body was light, and the strong feeling of dizziness revealed an irresistible traction force that was more irresistible than the pain of peeling, and he "flew" in the whirlwind. It's an amazing feeling. It was in such a moment that Mu Qingyang woke up from the dizziness, and fell into another dizziness without a trace.

He swore by it. He had never felt any of this before, but each of them was so clear that it passed through his "body", between the qi and the qi, and between the qi and his "body", giving birth to an indescribable vibration. Before he had time to savor such a general impression, a huge and incoherent suction force came and threw him into another space. The shift in time and space has caused vertigo to strike. When everything returned to normal, Mu Qingyang opened his eyes and found that the world had returned to its original state, but there were some subtle changes.

The whole world turned gray and white, and the sound pouring into his "ears" was no longer so rich and layered, but a kind of monotony. It's almost like the howling of a hungry ghost. But he was able to discern more information from this "scream" than before.

Now Mu Qingyang has completely returned to his ordinary state. But the yin qi in his body has been restrained, it can be said that at this time he is also a demon and a ghost, Zhou received the three powers of yin qi, demon qi and demon qi from the top and bottom, those serious injuries caused by the sneak attack recovered instantly, I saw him move his blood-red eyes to Wang Yuan, and said word by word: "Go die!" ”

At the moment when the word "death" came out. Countless blood-red threads as thin as spider silk radiated in all directions with his eyes as the center.

Wang Yuan saw those bloodshot blockers overwhelmingly penetrating the stone pillars one by one, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and suddenly flew into the air. At this time, there was a long, blood-colored chain, only the thickness of a little finger. But it was already tightly buckled on his ankle, and when it touched the outside atmosphere, it made a strange whining sound, and the power was outrageous!

The panic in Wang Yuan's eyes could no longer be concealed, just because what was buckled on his ankle at this time was the mutated soul chain. This long chain only represents one thing, the life-and-death battle between the two is inevitable!

Countless demonic power and demonic power Yin Qi have accumulated on the blood chain, winding vertically and horizontally, emitting dots of aura, and the dark red color is flying in the night, which is extremely beautiful and treacherous. Every bit of qi has been impregnated and triggered by the fire of the earth, and its nature is extremely vicious, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an epibone and marrow. Even with the ability of Wang Yuan and the ghost king, in the face of this demon soldier, you must be cautious. With a "buzz", the Soul Restraint Chain finally reached the limit of its length, stretching straight in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yuan's body trembled, and a series of fingers lightly tapped on the long chain, and in an instant, the surging power made at least a hundred impacts on the soul detention rope chain! Mu Qingyang's eyes flashed with red light, and with a wave of his big hand, the soul chain was like a spirit snake, and he suddenly let go of the snake kiss, and after turning around like a few convulsions, he retracted back into his hand, and there was no trace of it. After this blow, both of them were injured a little, and a black circle of scorch marks appeared on Wang Yuan's legs, and the flesh and blood under him were not lightly injured, and they were even entered by demonic qi, and the aftermath was endless; And Mu Qingyang, under the extremely decisive countermeasures of the other party, was injured in his internal organs, and he felt that it was by no means easy.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Both of them had the same idea, but it was Wang Yuan who made the first attack.

I saw that he actually unfolded the blood curse, a two-lose-lose Dafa, with all his might, and with just a child's playful volley palm print, it was like opening the gate of hell! Hundreds of millions of souls imprisoned by him let out a scream of pain and hatred, and this pain and hatred were extracted by him, turning into the dirtiest and bloodiest blood shadow in the world, tearing open the blood-red curtain. This blood nightmare, in the outside atmosphere, is a shadow-like illusory existence. It is equivalent to Wang Yuan's clone, with the characteristics between the physical and the illusory, all the swords and soldiers are not injured, but it has the ability to trigger the "dark fire", and if it is stained with it, the enemy's blood can burn in the blink of an eye! The vitality "refined" from this is absorbed by the blood nightmare and strengthens itself, which is really extremely poisonous.

Over there, Mu Qingyang released the soul chain again, and at this time, this demon soldier had condensed to about ten zhang, which became more and more unpredictable.

The blood nightmare that had been wandering, the misty blood shadow swelled sharply, and rushed straight towards Mu Qingyang. It was only a moment late that the chain of soul restraint stirred like a fly, and began to strafe like a storm. Just when the blood nightmare was still a few feet away from Mu Qingyang, the chain came first, beating it to a thousand holes, and a puff of dark red smoke flew in all directions, which was extremely miserable.

Wang Yuan didn't even look at it, his body didn't stop, and he instantly turned into a momentum and pounced on it. His whole body was full of yin and poisonous fire, and he intended to grab the first line early, but the gap in this line was not enough for him to have a head start. At this moment, the almost shattered blood nightmare in the sky exploded into pieces with a "puff" sound, and the wind rose, and suddenly there was a glimmer of flash that should never be there. The flash of light swept through the corner of Wang Yuan's eyes, this was an extremely mysterious angle, maybe this angle only lasted for a ten-thousandth of a second, but the changes in qi caused by it were incredibly extensive. It is like a pebble thrown into the water, and the ripples in circles expand on all sides, stirring the surface of the water, moving one to move ten thousand, and one sword to the west!

"Sword!"

Wang Yuan only had time to flash this thought in his heart, and his body was only deflected a little bit before the sword qi tore through his body.

Slashed from the right shoulder, slashed from the back of the neck, the shoulder blades and spine were broken in response, and the burst of sword qi even tore the throat in front of the neck, only one point away, and the head was about to be cut off entirely.

The sword qi instantly twisted and twisted, and the black qi pus and blood drifted all over the sky like rain, but I didn't expect that Wang Yuantang, the sect leader, the supernatural ghost king, actually ended up with a broken body and a soul...... (To be continued.) )