Nine years ago, there was a battle on Yingmo Island.

Luo Binglan didn't die though.

But the means of surviving in death have almost exhausted all her longevity.

So that she can only recuperate in a deep sleep.

Slows down the passage of life.

Of course, just sleeping, it's a little bit worse.

Her white jade coffin.

Not only is it a material, it is carved from the finest Void Cultivation Jade.

It can stifle almost any deterioration of injuries.

And over time, gradually restore the origin of Luo Binglan.

It is even more important to ask the first seat to do it yourself.

Transform it into a giant puppet!

Moment of truth.

Can transform into battle!

So that Luo Binglan does not need to be out of the coffin, and has enough means to deal with foreign enemies.

……

Wow!

The huge puppet was covered in a white jade glow.

Like an untouchable mountain.

It exudes an indestructible momentum.

It's terrifying.

The howling wind around him and the corrosive power of the formation continued to fall on him, but he couldn't hurt even the slightest.

It walked slowly, slowly towards the Burial Evil King.

The huge body obscured the already small amount of daylight.

The surrounding light was suddenly dim.

The giant puppet standing three feet tall stood like a small mountain, looking down at the Buried Evil King.

The child-like Burial King looked up at the Big Mac.

Such a contrasting picture.

There is a unique sense of joy.

The Burial Evil King was uneasy in his heart, but his face refused to show it: "Your Excellency wants to bully the small with the big, but you underestimate me too much!" The tide of ten thousand souls is extinguished—"

He clenched the trick with both hands.

Surrounded by ghosts.

The coercion of the saint is on full display.

Countless eerie and terrifying chains of order appear between heaven and earth.

The surrounding void seemed to give birth to countless waves in an instant.

In every wave.

There are countless living souls that are born, annihilated, struggling, and roaring.

Between the soul and the soul.

Unleash unimaginable terrifying power.

Large swaths of the void are crumbling.

Endless power of the soul sea.

All gathered in the hands of the Evil King of the Dead.

The Evil King has been crisscrossing the Demon Road for so many years.

I have long understood a truth.

The more scared you become, the easier it is for others to bully you.

Even at this moment.

The mysterious powerhouse in this white jade coffin brought him a lot of pressure.

But the more so.

The more he has to take the initiative.

Let the other party know that he is not easy to mess with, let alone kneaded wantonly.

I want to do things absolutely.

That's also going to come at a price!

His eyes lit up with a fierce light.

Leap to his feet.

Step through the void.

Slam your fist into the giant golem's knee!

Thundered!

There was a loud bang, and the aftermath of terror dissipated.

Ploughed the space around him again.

The giant puppet's body was full of brilliance, as if many formations were running automatically in an instant, and it completely swallowed the power of this blow.

I ate the punch of the Evil King of Burial.

Unscathed.

Not even a trace was left behind.

The Burial Evil King's pupils shrank, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

The giant golem raised its legs.

Terrifying power came.

The Burial Evil King was directly swept out, and he flipped several times one after another.

People are in mid-air.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of two axes in the hands of the huge puppet.

The handle on the left hand has German characters engraved on the axe.

On the right hand, the axe is engraved with the word Li.

Bullying?

Nonsense!

She Luo Binglan has always been to convince people with virtue and reason!

The moment I saw this scene.

The Burial Evil King's heart thumped, and instinct made him sense an unprecedented crisis.

He spread his arms outstretched.

No reservations.

Endless ghostly energy spread out of his body.

Behind.

A huge demon god is connected to the heavens and the earth.

The face is hideous.

Holding endless shackles, on the other side of the shackles, leading countless undead.

This moment.

The huge Dharma Ministers are guarding in front of the Burial Evil King.

Countless chains cover the void.

Form a defense.

Countless undead turned into a sea of souls, forming another defense.

The Burial Evil King even summoned a huge pitch-black scythe from the void and slammed it in front of him.

The surface of this scythe is imprinted with intricate magic patterns, revealing a palpitating aura.

It seems that the souls of the living can be harvested at will.

Trembling slightly.

Within a hundred miles of the surroundings.

Countless flowers, trees, birds, fish, and insects all withered and perished, and seemed to have been drained of all their souls and lives.

- The Ghost King Sect inherits the holy weapon, snatching the soul!

This was the last resort to bury the evil king.

But at the moment, I used it all.

Just for the increasingly strong sense of crisis in my heart.

A strong intuition came to him.

Don't go all out!

He's dead!

……

In the face of the evil king, all the means are exhausted.

Luo Binglan was indifferent as usual.

Airplanes!

The axes crossed and slashed forward.

Buzz!

The axe is sharp and indestructible, and everywhere it passes.

The void is annihilated.

The ghosts in the sky turned directly into nothingness.

The Demon God's Law was instantly slashed by the axe, and the endless shackles turned into ashes.

The chain of order of terror.

A boiling and tumbling sea of the dead.

All shattered and annihilated under this unrivaled edge!

It's overwhelming!

Destroying.

"Ahhhhh

Look at this scene.

The Burial Evil King's eyes were cracked, his blood was burning, his soul was boiling, and he tried his best to urge the holy weapon in his hand.

I want to resist this devastating blow.

Click!

There was a slight thud.

It's like the broken heartstrings of the evil king.

The madness in his eyes was gone, and he was filled with endless fear and despair.

Card Scratch –

A series of shattering sounds rang out.

The Soul Snatching Sacred Weapon that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Ghost King Sect couldn't stop the power of Luo Binglan's axe, and it was completely shattered.

Boom!

The power of this axe, after breaking the holy weapon of the Ghost King Sect, has not yet ended.

Yu Wei was especially there, and he slashed directly at the body of the Burial Evil King.

"Ahh

The body of the Burial Evil King was suddenly cut in two by the waist.

Fly out upside down.

The wound was filled with a strong Dao Wei.

Even if it is the body of his saint.

Nor can it be healed.

On the contrary, he was constantly eroded by this force, endured unimaginable pain, and his vitality faded rapidly, and he was miserable.

Not only that.

As soon as the giant puppet void grasped it, the fragments of the Ghost King Sect's holy weapon burst were taken away one after another and merged into the jade coffin.

His holy weapon is also completely gone!

……

"Damn...... You forced me! ”

The eyes of the Burial Evil King were full of resentment, and the remaining half of his body was pinched with both hands.

The only remaining mana in his body surged wildly.

The next moment.

The wind howled in the blood sacrifice formation.

Demonic energy is surging.

The terrifying power of the essence and blood soul that gathered in the sky suddenly broke through the sky, tore through the void, and went straight to the top of the clouds.

The Great Sacrifice of the Heavenly Demons.

He started it early!

……

The souls of several out-of-body stage powerhouses in the Blood Sacrifice Formation have not yet been completely refined.

At this time, the Heavenly Demon Festival begins.

The effect will be lost quite a bit.

The Burial King was heartbroken, but he had no other way.

He couldn't stand it, he had been planning for so long, and in the end he could only make wedding dresses for others!

This blessed land!

It has to be his!

(End of chapter)