Chapter Eighty-Three, The Body of a War Ghost

It was getting late, dusk was sinking, and the battle of the ghouls was still going on, but both sides that had not been replenished had already tried their best, and even without the projection world shield, the fluctuations in power were not enough to lead the Heavenly Fury.

Jin Jiantian clenched the Water Willow Divine Sword, "This is a good opportunity, while they are weak, we will go up and tie them up, and strike together, without giving them the slightest chance!"

Several people looked at him in surprise, if it was before, with Jin Jiantian's arrogance, he would never say such a thing, let alone make a move to take advantage of others' power or even sneak attack.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm serious, the battle of the destruction of the world will definitely be fought less and less, but the ghoul army of these two people will fight more and more, if you don't kill them now, you will be the enemy in the future!"

"Can't be killed!" Feng Yang objected.

"Why?"

"They are the inheritors of the two great necromantic gods, and they are indispensable combat power. ”

"How do you know they're on the side of the Terrans?"

"No, they will be on the side of the Lord God. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Definitely!" Feng Yang was firm, "Don't ask me why, you just need to know that I am the son of God, and there are some things that I haven't figured out, so I can't explain it for the time being." ”

"I believe in you!"

Jin Jiantian took the sword and bowed to Feng Yang half-kneeling, "Although I hate you very much, I have to admit that you now have the demeanor of a god son, I, Jin Jiantian, am willing to obey your dispatch and follow you to the death!"

Feng Yang was a little touched, recalling the first time they met, Jin Jiantian was so arrogant and arrogant, and he hated Feng Yang at first sight, so he called him "Jin Cheap - Man." ”

Later, he fought against him in Tiannan Restaurant, and felt uncomfortable, so he renamed him "Slut-Jing!"

Then there is the Nine Extreme Battle, which can be said to be the battle of Fengyang's growth, except for the "Lost Flower Array" in the first battle, which did suffer a little loss.

In the next few battles, Jin Jiantian was almost abused, and in the last battle, he lost his noble blonde hair, and was renamed "Bald Spirit" by Feng Yang again!"

Along the way, Jin Jiantian did have enough reason to hate Feng Yang, and even hate, but now he has abandoned all his previous grudges and surrendered to him!

"Get up, Jiantian!"

Feng Yang's "Jiantian" liberated all the ugly nicknames that were buckled on Jin Jiantian's head, revealing a sincerity, and inexplicably moved in the hearts of several people.

"I, Kong Xi is willing to follow you!"

"I, Chen Ai'er would like to follow you!"

"I, Chenyun would like to follow you!"

"I, Yinxue Yu'er originally followed you!" Several people finally knew Yu'er's full name, but it might be more appropriate to change "Yinxue" to "Nightmare Demon".

"I, Bai Yi is willing to follow the Gu Lord for the rest of my life!"

Feng Yang was very moved, helped several people up one by one, and pulled out a trace of soul crystal on their foreheads, all of which were in his heart.

"The art of life and soul, with one heart and one life, with one life and death!"

"One heart and one life, one life and death!" Several people said in unison, and their lives and souls were closely linked to Feng Yang.

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Mo Bai was tired, the hand holding the ghost knife couldn't help trembling, the blood flowed to the ghost knife, and the ghost knife that was exhausted of ghost qi faintly flashed a little blood, devouring the blood.

The large ruler knife hanging in the air emitted a slight fluctuation of power, it was very light, and it did not attract anyone's attention, and he sensed the resurgence of the Blood Demon King Knife!

The corpse dragon was also tired, or the corpse girl was tired, and stopped twitching the dragon's tail, and the corpse girl sat cross-legged in the open dragon's mouth, her face even more pale with death.

"You're strong, this artifact belongs to you!" the female corpse weakened.

"You are also very strong, if you return a corpse dragon to the dragon clan, this artifact will be given to you!" Mo Baisen said with a smile, the female corpse had already gained his respect.

"This corpse dragon was given to me by the owner of the dragon body, not preempted, why should I return it?"

"Nonsense, this corpse dragon is the body of the Dragon Emperor, how could it be given to you!"

"Because I saved her child, a thousand years ago, the Fire Dragon King accidentally injured her, and the dragon egg in her belly was seriously damaged, I happened to pass by, exchanged her life for the art of necromancy, and injected her dragon qi into the egg, in exchange, she voluntarily gave me the dragon body, that egg should be the current Dragon Emperor!"

"Then she is the mother of the little girl!" Mo Bai was shocked, "Then you have to return the dragon body!"

"Even if the Dragon Emperor comes in person, she doesn't have the right to return to the dragon body, and I need this dragon body to survive the battle of annihilation, and then retrieve the crystal of the true god, escape from nothingness, and attach to other realms!"

"Why do you want to escape from nothingness and cling to other realms?"

"You still maintain your blood body, so you haven't fully obtained the inheritance of the God of War Ghosts, and when you achieve the true body of War Ghosts, you will know!"

Mo Bai is silent, he has to give up his body to achieve the body of a war ghost, but who wants to be a ghost god, without flesh and blood, without sweat, without even the perception of pain, and without a loved one!

The sky slowly darkened, and the blood that flowed was unconsciously swallowed by the ghost knife, this is the blood of the strong, ten thousand times better than ordinary creatures, and the knife surface is faintly flowing with blood.

At this moment, the Blood Demon King Knife was revived!

"Be careful!"

The corpse girl screamed, and the resuscitated king knife suddenly turned into a knife snake, and the tip of the snake head curved upwards and stabbed towards Mo Bai's heart, if it was pierced in the heart, it would definitely be bloody!

The body was weak and defenseless, Mo Bai only had time to shake off the snake knife in horror, and held the snake head on the tip of the knife with both hands, but he was slashed over, and his two palms were cut off, and the snake head continued to pierce his heart!

"Necromancy, move corpses for life!"

"Poof!!"

Under normal conditions, the body of a pseudo-god realm powerhouse was so powerful, but now it was so fragile, the tip of the knife snake head pierced through his heart, Mo Bai's body froze, and his eyes were full of unbelievable brilliance.

She turned out to be so beautiful in front of her, her pale blue eyes were penetrating, and she seemed to be able to see through all the pain and troubles of the other party, and she was so understanding.

The face is very beautiful, the chin is very pointed, the hair is black, very soft, very smooth, with a faint special fragrance, it smells very comfortable and calms.

At close proximity, the cold and heartless pale color of death was just a mask, concealing her kindness and gentleness, and it turned out that she was also a loving and righteous woman.

Mo Bai wanted to stroke her black willow hair, but unfortunately he had already cut off his palms, looking at the pale green corpse blood left at the corner of her mouth, his heart ached, he was angry!

"Roar, ——!!!"

Breaking their wrists with both hands, they rushed out of the ghost qi, condensed into two ghost palms, grabbed the body of the corpse girl, grabbed the body of the knife snake, pulled the snake head out of her vest, and threw it away.

The revived king knife spewed out a large mouthful of green corpse blood, this necromantic blood was useless to it, a snake roared, and the blood-colored projection was supported, and the three projections coincided, in case Mo Bai and the corpse girl opened up the two realms of ghouls.

What it wants to swallow is Mo Bai's battle blood and battle soul, because he is still bloody, and the blood soul of the strong man of the pseudo-god realm is better than the blood soul of thousands of weak and small ones, swallow him, it is the Blood Demon Emperor Sword!

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Chen Ai'er got up and was about to go to the rescue of Mo Bai, but Feng Yang stopped her, "No need to go, there is really danger that the big ruler knife will intervene, and there are already many people around here!"

"What?" Several people have been looking with their eyes, and they have not used their divine thoughts to detect the surroundings, but they are all realm powerhouses, and they can sense as long as there is a slight fluctuation, so the people who come are determined to be strong.

"How many people!?" Kong Xi couldn't help but ask, as a divine son, it wasn't strange for Feng Yang to be able to detect the arrival, but to say that there were many people, it would be amazing!

"Dozens, nearly hundreds!"

"How is it possible, there are only so many realm powerhouses in this world, could it be that most of the powerhouses have gathered?"

A few people were uneasy in their hearts, not that they were afraid, as long as they were not surrounded, with their strength, the world could go, and what was disturbing was that a large number of strong people gathered would definitely have a shocking move!

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The weak ghoul and the two masters are not the opponents of the king sword, and none of the strong people in the secret can help, if the king knife can really solve the two ghoul masters, it will be a great joy for them.

"You find a way to get through the ghost world, I'll stop it!"

The corpse girl pushed away Mo Bai's embrace, and the corpse dragon crossed her body, blocking the king knife, but she did not control the corpse dragon to continue to fight against the king knife, but it was the dragon body that protected Mo Bai tightly!

"Get out of the way, or destroy your spirit and cut off your spirit!" Wang Dao's voice was very old, and there was a sense of overlap, which was the overlap of countless old voices.

"There are countless spirits in my corpse realm, and they all have the mark of my necromancy, so you can't kill me!"

"I don't need to kill you, just cut you back to the corpse realm!"

In Mo Bai's more than ten years of battlefield killing, Wang Dao silently devoured endless blood and absorbed countless blood souls, and now it has been completely revived, and it is extremely powerful for the weak corpse girl.

The king's knife was bloody, each slash was deep to the bone, and the blood of the corpse was splattered.

The corpse girl was not afraid of pain, but she was afraid of losing her corpse body, because it was given to her by her mother, and it was the only one who could prove that she had existed, and the only one that could make her feel a trace of reality.

Mo Bai, who was protected by the corpse dragon, was desperately punching the projection world, but the overlap of the blood-colored projection was too strong for him to break through now!

He heard a sound of chopping bones, as if it was slashing at his heart, which made him painful, she was a competitor but she had paid so much for him, Mo Bai was moved, but more angry!

He didn't roar, he raised his arm, looked at the ghost claws condensed by the ghost qi, and countless memories flashed in his heart, the first thing he saw was the eldest sister, because it was the eldest sister who raised him as an adult, and finally died in the hands of the blood demon.

Then there were the familiar people, their childhood playmates, with blood on their faces, blood on their bodies, screaming at him, they were already blood souls in the hands of the Blood Demon.

He saw Zhang Qian, who had a baby face like him, but it was very chic, very beautiful and kind in his heart, he called her second sister, there was a sister-brother feeling, and there was also a sister-brother love.

But more than ten years ago, she thought he was dead, she married someone else, broke off the love of sister and brother, and when they met again, they could only be called sister and brother, and now, he is really going to die!

The ghost claw dug into his heart, took out the beating heart, it is so bright red and full of vitality, it is the most precious power of a person's life, every beating contains rich emotions.

The ghost claw clenched tightly, and the blood mist drifted away.

Its destruction is the end of physical perception, but it cannot end the touch that it once beat for love, the pain it once hurt for love, and the hatred of the deep soul!

At this moment, Mo Bai finally achieved the true body of a war ghost, ignited the battle blood that had not yet cooled, enjoyed the last perception of the flesh, burned the last drop of blood, and turned into an immortal battle intent!

"Knock !!"

The ghost realm was opened, and endless ghost qi gushed out, and a complete battle ghost inheritance was obtained.

The two severed palms grabbed the snake tail of the knife body, and also grabbed the snake head of the knife body that slashed towards the corpse girl, and the ghost qi gushed out at the broken wrists of the two palms, and the arms and bodies grew out, revealing Mo Bai's true ghost body!

With a simple twist, the Blood Demon King Knife was like a blood-sticky scarf, wringing out endless blood qi, and then twisting it hard, it exploded like a blood-colored bamboo pole.

The scattered blood qi detonated the blood-colored projection, and in the chaos, a blood rainbow rushed through the two realms of ghouls, and the king sword broke through the air and fled.

"Wow——!!!"

The purple-gold big ruler knife slashed with gravity, and the king knife exploded again, and the true body of the king knife was hidden in the scattered blood mist, and he continued to escape, but he hit the purple-gold prison wall again, and the space was trapped!

Wang Dao struggled desperately, but it was in vain, the space was shrinking smaller and smaller, and the purple-gold luster was getting thicker and thicker, reflecting an indestructible sense of thickness.

However, a bloody claw actually broke into the thick purple gold wall, grabbed the king knife, and raised it, "Hahahaha, there is just no weapon to match, this knife is taken!"