This headless attack of the Zodiac did surprise him.

In his hometown, historical records record that Xingtian was a subordinate of Emperor Yan, led the army to compete with the Yellow Emperor, was defeated, was beheaded, used his breasts as eyes, and fought again.

He was named the god of war by the Yellow Emperor.

Now I was really shocked to see the head of the nest fight him again with a headless corpse, this thing can still fight without a head, it has already broken through the limit.

"I didn't expect that the Nest Seat could actually break through the limit of ghosts?!" Tong Mo also stared at the body of the Zodiac with great interest, and the neck of the body was constantly squirming, but he wanted to regenerate a head while beating people.

"Where is there a man like you?" Jiang Liu was not angry, a tentacle was directly inserted into his neck, and one by one laser cannons were fired into it, "Look if you are still dead......

At this moment, the nest struggled for a while, and finally turned into green smoke and dissipated.

"Who else? Let's go together! Jiang Liu's expression moved, someone was coming, and the people of the ghost killing team were approaching.

You'll be on the scene in two minutes.

In the wind and snow, the river is already a little impatient.

Tong Mo fanned out two fans with his backhand, "Blood Ghost Technique: Cold Flame White Hime!" ”

Tong Mo brushed twice and created two ice cube women, and the two ice cube women vomited cold currents very extraordinary.

"Your attack is like tickling me!" The tentacles of the river stretched out in all directions.

As a weapon, he doesn't care about attacks like cold ice chips, even if he inhales ice crystals, it doesn't matter.

"If you dare to move, I'll eat someone!" Tong Mo smashed the wall behind the church with his backhand, revealing living people all over the ground.

"Does it work?" The strange muffled words rang out, "Look back. ”

Tong Mo turned his head to go, but saw that there were humans all over the ground behind the church, but there were no ghosts anymore.

"Impossible, I obviously left a bunch of ghosts looking at these people......" Tong Mo restrained the smile on his face.

"yes, it's a pity it's useless." A tentacle of the river wrapped around Tong Mo's neck, and with a wave of his hand, an earthen wall rose out, isolating the spread of cold and frost.

As Enkidu, he doesn't care about climate change, but the ordinary people who are being held hostage cannot.

"Be a sensible ghost, I can manipulate the earth at will, and the severed arm can be manipulated at will." The neck was strangled, and Tong Mo gradually lost his breath.

In the end, with the terrifying strangulation force, a big head flew out.

"It doesn't matter, if the head is gone, you can have another ......" Tong Mo thought about the operation of the nest, trying to regenerate a head in his body.

"I said, Tong Mo will die tonight!" The boots stepped on Tong Mo's face, and one laser after another pierced his body.

"That's what it is...... Powerless? Tong Mo closed his eyes, and his brain stopped thinking.

The wind and snow stopped, and the terrifying appearance of the King in Yellow gradually dissipated.

"Hey, is it so cold?" After recovering the human senses, Jiang Liu couldn't help but sigh.

Just breathing felt a tingling pain.

"God-sama......" Butterfly Chanae hurriedly arrived in a few flashes, and she had an extra Hinakura knife in her hand.

"You're late."

"It's worthy of a god, even a winding ghost can be easily killed." Chanae looked at the remaining ice and snow and congratulated.

"It's not a perfect record, two people died, and the rest are there, I just don't know if there are any cultists in it." The river spreads out the earthen walls that block the wind and snow.

Cultists are a very strange and terrible thing, no matter how high your social level is, you have the environment in which they live, and you can't understand how the heads of those who believe in cults grow.

"Can't God-sama pull their souls back?" Butterfly Chanae asked curiously.

"Two guys whose souls have just died, besides, I'm not a virgin." He shook his head.

Let's not say that he can't be saved, and secondly, after being saved, he can't stay away from him, and he still feels very troublesome.

His resurrection is not an orthodox resurrection after all.

"Tong Mo is dead, and there is also a string ghost called Yakuza who is also dead, and a bunch of other lower string elite monsters who don't know their names are also dead, I just don't know when the guy called Onimai Tsuji no miserable will come to die."

Jiang Liu said.

"It's the blood that was wound, and you should be able to use it." A Heavenly Lock turned into a tube-like object, spitting out some blood and being caught by a container that rose from the ground.

I have to say that ghosts are really a strange race, and they will be burned to ashes after death, but they can collect relevant blood before they die.

"Shinobu is good at preparing poisoning ghosts, and if these things are handed over to her, they may be able to play a role." Chanae caught the tube filled with blood.

"Your soul energy has dissipated very much, even if you have a body, you should not use force." Jiang Liu looked at the body of Butterfly Chanae and spoke.

At present, both the soul and the body are indispensable, the soul has no body, and it will become a mosaic after a long time, and the dissipation of this soul level requires the body to slowly nourish.

Now Chanahui's soul is a little stronger than before, and there is still a little gap from the peak.

Things are almost over on the river's side, and the troubles of Onimai Tsuji's misery have just begun.

After the ghost dies, he can pass on the information he sees to the Onimai Tsuji no miserable, and the Onimai Tsuji no miserable is also very concerned about this battle, so as to get more information about foreigners.

However, the moment Jiang Liu opened the form of the King of Yellow Clothes, the spirit of Onimai Tsuji's miserable suffered a heavy blow.

It's so strange, countless complex and weird patterns, even he wants to vomit when he sees it.

Although it was a short moment of mental impact, it was enough to make him more vigilant and fearful.

And these mental intimidations, the less courageous they are, the more impressive they are, some people can be scared to death by the horror pictures, and some people feel that nothing is here.

Although Onimai Tsuji is the king of ghosts, his courage is not very strong, and he has always been unable to show his true face to his subordinates.

Every time a ghost is created, a curse will be cast, and as long as the ghost says his name to others, it will explode, and in the Warring States period, being almost hacked to death by a human swordsman is his psychological shadow all along.

For various reasons, he was not very bold at all, so naturally, he was taken aback by the appearance of the king in yellow.

Something even more terrifying happened, in the eyes of Onimai Tsuji, the shadows on those dim walls seemed to have the appearance of the King in Yellow.

Rumble!!

The walls of the house were smashed by him, and Onimai Tsuji's face was ugly, and he ...... I seem to be a little afraid of the dark.