Bang!

Yuan Xiaoyue was shocked back again.

"Satsuki, stand down!"

With a loud shout, Liu Hao turned over and rode on a flame wolf.

He stroked the burning but undamaged wolf hair on the wolf's back, and said in a low voice: "Knife, you are finally awake!"

Liu Hao stared at the Silver Corpse King and roared loudly: "Man and wolf are one!"

At this moment, the Wind Wolf Knife bloodline was successfully fused, not only did its strength soar, but it also broke through to the seventh order.

"Whew~~"

A wolf howl rushed into the sky, and the phantom of a three-zhang flame giant wolf slowly rose from under Liu Hao and the knife.

The three-zhang giant wolf burned with flames all over his body.

Through the raging flames, you can see that in its body, a man and a wolf can be faintly visible.

"Roar~~~"

With a roar towards the sky, the three-zhang giant wolf jumped up, covering the sky and the sun.

It opened its massive wolf's mouth and lunged towards the Silver Corpse King.

Before the Silver Corpse King could dodge, he was swallowed by the three-zhang fire wolf and swallowed into his mouth.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

The mouth of the three-zhang fire wolf kept chewing, making the sound of bones grinding teeth.

The body of the Silver Corpse King was in the mouth of the three-zhang fire wolf, and after chewing for a while, it was unharmed and could not be bitten.

But it didn't feel good, and the silver corpse was struggling in pain with puffs of white smoke and roaring in anger.

Obviously, the three-zhang fire wolf produced by the unity of man and wolf is not a strong point.

Its strongest attack lies in the blazing heat of the fire wolf's mouth.

A moment later, in the mouth of the giant fire wolf. The Silver Corpse King's roar grew weaker and weaker, and his strength in struggle became smaller and smaller.

"Phew~~"

Like a mouthful of thick phlegm, the Silver Corpse King was spit out of his mouth by the three-zhang fire wolf.

I saw that the evil corpse was all red, like a red-hot soldering iron, and boundless white smoke emanated from its body.

In a moment, the fog was already in place.

However, this mist does not smell good, revealing a sour and rotten smell.

The phantom of the three-zhang fire wolf slowly dissipated, revealing a man and a wolf in its body.

Liu Hao sat on the back of the knife, his face flushed, and he said a little weakly: "Xiaoyue, quick, hurry up and use Fairy Xu's corpse whip and black donkey hooves to tie up the corpse king." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Hao planted the wolf's back.

The integration of man and wolf consumes a huge amount of power, exhausting all of Liu Hao's strength.

But fortunately, the Corpse King has been suppressed.

Its skeleton was chewed out of place, and blazing flames filled every part of its body.

At this moment, the Silver Corpse King not only cultivated to a big fall, but also couldn't even move.

The sky gradually brightened, and the Silver Corpse King had already been tied into a rice dumpling.

Through the medical rescue of Yuan Xiaoyue overnight, everyone slowly woke up.

Fairy Xu was the first to wake up, because she had only exhausted her mental power last night, and her body was not injured. After a night of cultivation, her mental strength was restored, and she was naturally fine.

At this moment, she was kneeling in front of the fourth uncle and crying.

No one knows how long she cried, anyway, everyone woke up and saw her kneeling there, crying in a low voice.

Also kneeling in front of the fourth uncle was Liu Hao, who did not cry or squeak. He knelt quietly, like a statue.

No one noticed that the flesh of his legs was wriggling. It was the injury he suffered last night, and he didn't tell Yuan Xiaoyue to bandage him, as if only the pain in his body could numb the grief in his heart.

The golden lamb was still lying on the ground, his face full of tears. He woke up a few times, but each time he woke up, he would cry and faint again.

The most seriously injured was Qin Chaoru, who was not only injured in all his internal organs, but also completely destroyed his right arm.

Yuan Xiaoyue kept bandaging and medicating him, and after a night, he never woke up once.

If it weren't for the faint breath still there, Yuan Xiaoyue would have thought he was dead.

The Silver Corpse King lay motionless on the ground, bound countless times by the corpse whip, and a black donkey's hoof stuffed in its mouth.

......

At noon, the sun was shining.

Yuan Xiaoyue got a carriage out of nowhere, and there were three people lying in the carriage.

Qin Chaoru, who has not woken up yet, Jin Xiaoyang, who was seriously injured, and one is Fourth Uncle Jin.

The carriage drove listlessly, without saying a word, only the incessant sobbing.

I don't know how long I walked, but everyone didn't take a drop of water, and finally came to Ironwood City.

Liu Hao was still wanted in the city, so he hid under the carriage and blended into the city.

......

"Alas, have you heard? Three days ago, Jin Lao Si of the Kim Jewelry Company died. ”

"Have you heard of it? It's said to be miserable, even the heart has been pulled out!"

"Yes, it is said that I met the thousand-year-old corpse king!"

"I heard that the thousand-year-old corpse king has been captured by the people of the Jin family, it seems that he will burn the thousand-year-old corpse king in public at noon today!"

"Yes, let's go and take a look, I don't know what the Millennium Corpse King looks like?

"Well, let's go, let's go and have a look. ”

......

At the entrance of the vegetable market, a silver-covered and somewhat charred corpse king was firmly tied to the guillotine.

This is the place where the condemned prisoner was executed, but not a single prisoner is going to be executed here today.

It's a wicked corpse, a thousand-year-old silver corpse.

There are nine old ways standing around the evil corpses, and these nine old ways are not ordinary people.

They are masters invited from Dongzhou by the Jin Jewelry Company, and each of them has the cultivation of the sixth-order martial artist. Only they can work together to break the immortal body of the Silver Corpse King.

The people of Jin's Jewelry cried, and suddenly an obese middle-aged man stepped forward.

The fat middle-aged man was three points similar to Jin Xiaoyang, he bowed his hand to the nine old Daoists, and said in a deep voice: "Nine Dao Masters, please take action to destroy this fang and avenge my fourth brother!"

"Woo woo woo ~ ~~" The people of Jin's Jewelry cried even more fiercely when they heard this.

Among the nine Dao Masters, a white-haired old man returned the salute and asked respectfully, "Master Jin, don't you really think about it? Although this fang is vicious, it is a treasure. If it is placed in Tianbao Auction House, it will definitely be sold for a sky-high price!"

The fat Jin Ye's face was sad, and he said with a cold face: "Its value, even if I can buy the entire Ironwood City, I am not rare. Don't say much, let's do it!"

The white-haired Taoist sighed, his face full of pity. Suddenly he turned around and shouted, "Samadhi is really hot!"

With this clear drink, the nine Taoists shot out at the same time.

I saw that between the flipping of their handprints, flames flew out of their hands, like tongues of fire, flying towards the silver corpse king who was surrounded by them.

The Taoist Samadhi True Fire can burn all evil ghosts, and in an instant, the body of the Silver Corpse King will be on fire.

"Roar~~~"

The corpse king kept roaring, but the more fiercely it screamed, the more intense the samadhi fire burned.

After a few moments, the Corpse King's cry slowly became smaller until it finally disappeared.

At the same time, its silver incorruptible body was also burned into a humanoid black charcoal.

"Stop!"

The white-haired old Taoist raised his hand, and the nine Taoists stopped at the same time.

The golden lamb wiped away his tears, his face was fierce, and he walked up with an iron rod.

The iron rod struck out and slammed into the charred corpse king's chest.

Wow~~

There was a sound of gravel falling to the ground, and the corpse king suddenly shattered and collapsed, turning into fist-sized pieces of charcoal, rolling to the ground.

"Fourth uncle, my nephew has avenged you!" Jin Xiaoyang raised his head and cried out, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

But what was not found was that under the pile of charcoal where the corpse was broken, there was a silver stone buried.