Chapter 1233 Rebirth The face under the mask of the Enchanted King did not have the slightest superfluous expression. Attack Lang tide once higher than once.

The golden long knife swung impenetrable, enveloping Shura Lyra in it and pushing forward.

The ground clicked and moved out of a huge ravine three meters deep and more than ten meters wide.

Obsidian Lyra kept coming out of the rapid music, breaking through the air with the sound of cracking the air, colliding with the golden long knife, and bursting into brilliant sparks.

When the Enchanted King entangled Shura Tianqin, the Corpse Control King was eyeing from the side, and the long line on his fingertips slowly cut through the ground and moved towards Shura Tianqin.

The relaxed look on Shura Tianqin's face gradually faded, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The figure of the Demon King flickered in the golden light, giving him great psychological pressure.

"It's impossible, she's not really metal, it's ...... Hey!" With a burst of applause, Shura Tianqin's fingertips fluctuated rapidly on the strings, and a string of pleasant notes flowed out like Sanskrit sounds.

Dozens of palm-sized characters appeared in front of him in the air, and the characters were neatly arranged in a circle with a circle, protecting Shura Tianqin's body.

The golden long knife swept towards Shura Tianqin almost at the same time with a thunderous momentum.

The ground was violently lifted open in a huge piece, and the golden light shattered the masonry, tearing the air and hitting the character in front of Shura Lyra.

The characters were scattered in a roar, and the golden long knife broke off in response, and the surging qi on the ground swept away from the center of the explosion in all directions.

Shura Tianqin only felt the blood in his chest surge, gritted his teeth, and took advantage of the force of this collision to rise into the air.

With two clicks, a spatial crack appeared in mid-air as the strings of the Obsidian Lyra pulled.

Shura Lyra took advantage of the situation to get into it.

"Want to go?" The Phantom King's eyes flashed with gold, and the short knife on his wrist seemed to be on fire, and the flowing smoke made the air seem to twist.

The figure flickered, and the Demon King's had already appeared in front of the spatial crack, and the two short knives slashed towards the spatial crack in the shape of a cross.

The golden long knife rose again, and flew straight away like a predatory python.

The long thread spilled out of the corpse control king's hand followed, as if the long nails were nailed to the edge of the spatial crack, shortening the time for the crack to close by a thousandth of a second.

This thousandth of a second was enough for the Phantom King, and the golden light, driven by her, pierced into the spatial rift.

"Qin Yin Man Yun Po!"

Purple brilliance crowded out from the crack, and two golden and purple beams of luster wrapped around the crack for a moment, exploding violently.

The huge explosion created a huge air mass like the mushroom top.

By the time the air mass slowly dissipated, there was no trace of a spatial crack in mid-air.

"Four days later, the human world awaits the ghost world!"

The sky came from the sky with Shura Lyra's last words before he disappeared.

The army of the Ghost Realm outside the square let out the sound of people and horses neighing and roaring in unison, as if they were demonstrating against Shura Tianqin.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the Charm King's mouth, and he turned around and walked back into the darkness.

"Phantom King—" The Great Ghost King suddenly spoke, his tone as flat as if nothing had happened just now.

The Phantom King stopped, turned and looked up to face the Great Ghost King.

Unlike the other ghost kings, she never knelt down when facing the big ghost king, and she didn't even have a trace of respect on her face.

"Is there something going on?" said the Charm King coldly.

The rest of the ghost kings kneeling on the ground all trembled their shoulders, looking at the entire ghost world, those who have the courage to talk to the big ghost king like this are probably the only ones who are ghostly.

"Do you remember the agreement between us?" said the Great Ghost King.

"You gave me my life, and I will pay you back. The Phantom King spat out eight words, then turned and disappeared into the darkness, leaving only two crimson daggers like the giant eyes of a beast in the darkness.

"That's good—that's good—" The Great Ghost King nodded repeatedly, and then looked back at the few Ghost Kings kneeling on the ground.

"The King of the Corpse, the King of the Curse, the King of the Ghost of Bliss, the King of the Puppet Hanging Corpse. The Great Ghost King pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his huge fingers and made a gesture towards the Corpse King.

The Corpse Control King got up and walked in front of Bai Zhanhuai, looking at him condescendingly.

Bai Zhanhuai struggled to sit up, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only move his body, open his mouth and hiss, the wounds on his body were torn open again, and blood gushed out.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Corpse Control King, and a long line as thin as spider silk condensed in his two hands.

The long thread went around Bai Zhanhuai's neck, and then pulled it hard.

The sharp long line suddenly cut Bai Zhanhuai's neck entirely, revealing a neat and smooth cut surface.

Bai Zhanhuai's pupils contracted instantly, and then there was no more life in his eyes, and his head slowly slid off the cut plane and fell to the ground.

The headless cavity also slowly fell, but not a trace of blood splattered out of the wound.

"In that case—then—" The Great Ghost King hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand and pressed it to his eyebrows.

The silver pupils bloomed with a strong light comparable to daylight, and the light shone directly on Bai Zhanhuai's corpse.

The ghost realm army around the square was quiet, and the remaining ghost kings were all in awe, and even the ghost king, who had a cold attitude before, was slightly moved at this moment.

The silver light shrouded Bai Zhanhuai's corpse.

These rays of light slowly penetrated into Bai Zhanhuai's body like a living thing.

After more than ten seconds, Bai Zhanhuai's fingers moved slightly.

The head that had fallen to the side spun around, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of chills.

The wounds on the headless body seemed to be covered in milk, and the wriggling white continued to pour into the wounds.

Bai Zhanhuai's body stood up from the spot, his body no longer had the bulkiness of the previous serious injury, and the wound had been filled with white light at this moment, and his whole body was like a glowing night pearl, which made it impossible to look at it directly.

The body bent down to pick up the skull, pressed it back to the neck, and twisted the head with a slight force on the arm.

A sound made the scalp tense sounded, and Bai Zhanhuai's head returned to his neck, leaving not even a trace of a wound on his neck.

At the same time as the neck was reinstalled, the light on Bai Zhanhuai's body exploded to the extreme, and the ground within a radius of five meters cracked, and rubble flew in all directions.

By the time the white light slowly dimmed, Bai Zhanhuai had already stood in front of everyone again, with a layer of close-fitting chain mail on his body, the haze on his face was even more than before, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

The horned wooden Jiao wrapped around its waist was also wrapped in a layer of chain mail, and the chain mail was tightly wrapped around its body, exposing its muscles and muscles.

Bai Zhanhuai, who was resurrected in a strange way, did not have a trace of life in his body, and the cold air emanating from his body seemed to be able to freeze the air.