"If you have the time to gossip, it's better to take some real skills, but it's a pity that there aren't many ghosts that can be used for your envoys!" Liu Yanchang could see that the ghost king definitely had a hand left in this battle, but he couldn't lose in terms of momentum, so he went back directly.

"Really, do you think my skill is as simple as serving the little ghost?" The Servant Ghost King let out an arrogant laugh, and at some point there was a palm-sized pure black token in his hand, which looked like the head of a terrifying ghost, which looked mysterious and weird.

"Isn't it? Tell me about it, let me see and understand!" Liu Yanchang turned sideways and looked at the eastern sky, only to see that the morning star was shining, and it seemed that the sunrise time was not far away. It's better to talk a few more nonsense words with him, drag the time until after dawn, and wait for the yang energy to flourish, and the ghost king will not attack himself.

"I know your mind, you want to wait until after dawn, don't you? Unfortunately, I'm sorry to tell you that the Yaksha is not afraid of the sun. Before the Servant Ghost King could finish speaking, he pushed the Servant Ghost Yaksha card forward, and the token was strong in the wind, and after a while, it became a little bigger than a normal human head.

Liu Yanchang and Yan Chixia hurriedly clenched their weapons and prepared to defend against the enemy, who knew that the target of the Yasha card was not them, but the powerful ghosts who guarded the body of the serving ghost king.

The big mouth of the Yaksha avatar on the Yaksha card suddenly enveloped the surrounding ghost soldiers and ghosts, and the little ghosts were directly sucked into the mouth of the Yaksha card in the midst of panic and roaring and scolding.

At the same time, the body of the Servant Ghost King was also undergoing drastic changes, and his body was constantly rising from the size of an ordinary person. It's like inflating a balloon, the speed of change is visible to the naked eye, and after a while, it grows taller than a house, and the body is extremely strong.

The already hideous face is now even more vicious and terrifying, the blood basin is full of fishy breath, saliva drips from the sword-like fangs from time to time, and the black-brown muscles are knotted together like steel bars, and the defensive power can be seen with the naked eye, I am afraid that ordinary swords will not be able to hurt it at all.

In the face of such a drastic change in the Servant Ghost King, no one can still calm down as usual, Liao Huaian exclaimed: "He is devouring the soul and replenishing blood food, although the hidden danger is great, but the improvement of strength is also extremely terrifying, it seems that he is ready to find us desperately." ”

In an instant, the hundreds of powerful ghosts around the Servant Ghost King were devoured by him, and the huge scarlet tongue curled, and it seemed a little unfinished. It's just that he is now surrounded by black mist, and there is a "ho-ho" sound in his throat, as if he has lost his mind, and only the instinct to devour is left.

Devouring ghosts should be the ability of the Soul Devouring Yaksha card, and the Ghost King is just trying to fight hard, so naturally he can't use it well. His body was filled with countless powers and thoughts, but he forcibly blended the power of the ghosts, and he couldn't digest it well and turn it into his own use.

Yan Chixia has been on the battlefield for a long time, and when Liu Yanchang and the others were still in shock, he flew up, held a sword, and stabbed directly at the head of the Ghost King.

If it is to deal with ordinary ghosts, Yan Chixia can directly resist the sword, but to deal with the ghost king who has transformed into a yaksha. He knew that his swordsmanship would never be able to break through his defenses, so he swung his sword himself, just for the sake of a sword.

The golden light flashed, and a dazzling light burst out on the mass grave like a small sun, and the light filled the entire space. At that moment, except for Yan Chixia and the Servant Ghost King, no one knew what was going on.

It turned out that when Yan Chixia stabbed the sword into the head of the Servant Ghost King, he turned the Yaksha card into a shield and raised the shield to block it. The battle between the sword and the shield did not distinguish the winner or loser, but Yan Chixia's own feeling was obvious, the sword just now was like slashing on a high mountain, and it was a little difficult to shake.

Liu Yanchang was awakened by the battle between the two, and hurriedly swung his sword to attack, at this moment, either you die or I die, and there is absolutely no room for hesitation.

It's just that the Servant Ghost King is too tall, and although he didn't encounter resistance with this sword, he only cut a cut on the thigh of the Servant Ghost King. But in just an instant, the black mist flowed, and the two-foot-long wound recovered as before, and there was not even a trace of it.

Before Liu Yanchang was surprised, he saw the Ghost King holding a huge Yaksha card in his right hand and slapped it straight on the head, if this slap fell into place, I am afraid that Liu Yanchang would be slapped into a meat patty on the spot.

"Xianggong!" Cui Wan'er exclaimed, and directly used the locust hairpin as a dart and threw it at the eyes of the Ghost King. In her mind, if the Ghost King wants to protect his eyes, he must give up attacking Liu Yanchang.

But she was wrong, the Ghost King's mind at this time was not very clear, and he was even a little crazy, how could he tell the difference between fear and pain?

Facing the speeding Huai Mu Hairpin, he just stretched out his left arm to block it, allowing the Huai Mu Hairpin to completely submerge into his arm, and the movement of his right hand did not stop.

There was a "bang", the earth was bursting, smoke and dust were everywhere, and a bulging tomb was slapped as flat as the ground.

Cui Wan'er's tears poured out in an instant, and she said in her heart, Xianggong is dead now, and I won't live anymore! It's just that she doesn't want to think about it, she is a ghost, how can she die?

"Brother Liu!" Yan Chixia sighed at the same time, but he was very calm, and when the Servant Ghost King bent down, he stabbed the Baihui Acupoint on the top of the Servant Ghost King's head with a sword.

At this time, the ghost king couldn't be saved, and was seriously injured by Yan Chixia's sword, and suddenly let out a terrible scream, as if waking up the sleeping mountains and rivers.

The wind died down, the clouds cleared, and the first rays of sunlight finally set in the sky. But as the Servant Ghost King said, at this time, he was no longer afraid of the sun, but the residual sword qi in his brain made him even more crazy and fierce.

"Ah" An angry roar resounded all around, and the Servant Ghost King, who had just been wounded by the sword, staggered to his feet, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he continued to grow taller. just wanted to catch Yan Chixia and Cui Wan'er who hurt him and eat them, and turn them into food in his mouth.

Yan Chixia hurriedly jumped back, pulled out her sword, and at the same time dodged the crazy claw of the Servant Ghost King.

At the same time, Yan Chixia also discovered a weakness of the Servant Ghost King, although his skin was not afraid of the sun, but the ghosts he absorbed into his womb were still afraid.

Under the sunlight, countless ghost qi that had not been refined by him floated out of the wound and disappeared into invisibility in the morning light. Because of this, the wound on the top of the Servant Ghost King's head could not heal at all, and the scar was torn bigger and bigger, so painful that he hit his head frantically.

"Xianggong, Xianggong!" Cui Wan'er didn't pay attention to the burning and stinging pain on her back, and kept digging the blood-stained soil with her hands, just wanting to dig Liu Yanchang out of the soil, even if she disappeared into the sun.

"Fool, what are you doing, hide down there!" Liu Yanchang's weak voice sounded from under the dirt, and Cui Wan'er finally broke into tears and laughed, letting go of her heart that wanted to die.

Cui Wan'er drilled into the hole, only to find that Liu Yanchang was lying with a white skeleton, it was really his luck, it happened that there was a grave pit under this ground, otherwise he would not just be smashed and vomit blood.

Cui Wan'er quietly lay on Liu Yanchang and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth for him.

Liu Yanchang's breathing involuntarily accelerated, he knew for the first time that in the grave, among the white bones and skeletons, there could be such a charm.