At this time, the three Celestial Masters have basically lost their fighting ability. If there is another BOSS stronger than Sun Jin, the entire army can only be wiped out.
Seeing this, Wen Yi chanted the mantra silently, and drove Du Yan to stand at the corner of the street.
In this way, once someone makes a move, Du Yan can take the attack in time, and they may even take the opportunity to escape.
Du Yan stood silently on the street, facing the empty street directly, welcoming the unknown powerful existence.
The visibility in front of me was very low, less than half a meter, and only the sound of footsteps was a little abnormally clear.
Du Yan stood there and didn't move, he felt that the person who came should be the person he wanted to see.
After a while, a faint figure appeared in the hazy white fog. The man was tall, dressed in black clothes, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. If it weren't for this strange environment, it would probably have made people look at it.
The distance between the two was getting closer, the fog on the street was slowly dissipating, and it was the familiar face that fell into Du Yan's eyes.
Du Yan didn't feel any surprise in his heart, instead he frowned.
Xiao Lang in front of him looked a bit wrong, and this kind of wrong doesn't come from his appearance.
Xiao Lang's outfit was not much different from before, except that the clothes were changed to pure black shoes, black jeans and a black casual shirt.
There will be no change in appearance. As a ghost king, as long as he wants, he can always maintain the appearance of death.
Du Yan was still wearing that black cloak, and his appearance was hidden under the hat. Xiao Lang seemed to realize that there was someone in front of him and stopped his footsteps.
He looked at Du Yan for a moment and said, "The corpse? Another wrong message."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Lang waved his hand violently, and a yin wind turned into a blade and went straight towards Du Yan.
Du Yan reacted very quickly, and he wanted to move, but he found something. His movements stopped halfway, and the whole person seemed to be stiff because he didn't respond.
Wen Yicheng, who was hiding behind, panicked for a while, thinking that it was because of his lack of strength that the corpse had not had time to avoid the ghost king's attack.
The situation in front of him seems to be somewhat different from the consequences that everyone imagined.
The blade transformed by the Yin Feng will wipe over the top of Du Yan's head, without hurting him even a single hair. The cape hat that just covered his face was cut in half and dropped.
As soon as Xiao Lang swung out, he looked down at his hand with some doubts. What's going on? He clearly ran towards the man's heart, but when he was about to take action, his body seemed not to listen to the control, and forcibly changed the direction of the offensive.
He looked up at the person on the opposite side, and when he was about to make up for it, he froze in place.
Xiao Lang's eyes widened slightly, but his expression was a bit strange, like excitement and anger.
Du Yan saw that he clenched his fists so hard that he could even see the muscle lines on his arms through his clothes. Xiao Lang's jawline was so tight that he must be suppressing some kind of intense emotion.
Xiao Lang just stared at Du Yan for a moment, his eyes slowly turned red like blood, and then the ghost energy on his body became thick and visible to the naked eye.
Under the control of Xiao Lang, who was in the entire ghost realm, a cloudy wind rose from the ground, and all the ghosts cried together.
"Not good! Ghost, the ghost king has gone berserk."
Even the prudent Zhuo Jie was a little panicked at this moment.
Du Yan couldn't speak at this time, just looked at Xiao Lang silently, no different from other corpses.
Xiao Lang looked at him, his voice gloomy as if squeezed out of his teeth: "You lied to me again, knowing that I like this appearance, you will deceive me by creating the same appearance with magic!"
Du Yan finally knew where Xiao Lang was wrong. The person in front of him was talking in a different way. At first, his expression was indifferent and rational, but he could become so irritable and mad in an instant.
Is this stupid again
Xiao Lang once became stupid because of forcibly splitting his soul, and the current situation made Du Yan have to think about this possibility. In addition, he thought of what he had heard about the ghost king at Lingxingmen before.
Xiao Lang was once struck by 9981 heavenly thunders because of his actions against the sky. Could it be that Tianlei didn't smash Xiao Lang to the core, but he smashed him stupidly
Du Yan hasn't figured out one or two things, Xiao Lang has already begun to show his power.
The ghostly aura that was as black as ink spread out from the soles of his feet, and then dyed the entire street and even the world into a gray tone. Xiao Lang just waved his hand, and thousands of ghost hands turned into the ground and stretched out above the wall.
Those white bone ghost hands surrounded the three heavenly masters hiding behind, trying to pull them directly into the ground. The celestial masters still retain some means, and the ghost hands that touch their bodies are turned into ashes.
However, those ghost hands are endless, and the ashes have not yet fallen to the ground and congealed into new ghost hands. The means of the celestial masters were limited. Seeing that the situation was getting more and more critical, Wen Yicheng was just about to ask the corpse to come to help, but there was another sudden change ahead.
The black mist surrounding Xiao Lang rose directly into the sky, and the thick black ghost gas condensed into the ferocious human faces in the air. Each human face had the expression before death, crying, pain, despair, numbness, and hopeful. of intimidation.
These grimaces crowded the space as far as the eye could see, and then gathered into a torrent of grimace, sweeping the sound of ghost crying and thousands of resentments rushing in the direction of Du Yan.
Even if Du Yan is the life of the corpse king at this time, after all, he was born not long ago, and his strength has not yet been stabilized. If he is hit by this grimace torrent, he will definitely suffer a lot.
I saw that the grimace torrent was getting closer and closer to Du Yan, with thousands of grimace in front of him, and three heavenly masters entangled with ghost hands behind him.
Du Yan was still Wen Yicheng's corpse at this time, and the shackles in his body forced him to put Wen Yicheng's life and safety first. Therefore, he couldn't avoid it, he could only meet it head on.
The torrent of grimace was extremely fast, and it only arrived in front of Du Yan in the blink of an eye.
Then, pass by.
"… "
It's not why, after the torrent of huge skeletons and grimace, after touching half a meter in front of him, they went to both sides as if watching Moses divide the sea.
Du Yan looked at the half-meter area around him that was so clean that no grimaces could be seen, and fell into silence.
Xiao Lang was still angry and looked like he was losing his mind. After the situation in front of him appeared, he seemed to have recovered a bit of calm, and looked at Du Yan in disbelief.
Wen Yicheng seems to have seen the vitality over there, and now they are struggling to the death, and they are about to be dragged into a deeper ghost realm by ghost hands. He didn't care too much, and directly rang the small bell that had been pinched in the palm of his hand.
There was no sound from the bell, but in Du Yan's ears, it sounded like a giant thunder sounded out of thin air.
Du Yan only felt that the power of the shackles in his body suddenly became extremely strong. He completely lost control over his body, and with sharp claws in his hands, he directly rushed towards Xiao Lang who was stunned there.
The two stood in one place for a moment, Xiao Lang was caught off guard by Du Yan and barely resisted.
The jet-black nails stopped right in front of Xiao Lang's eyebrows. He blocked Du Yan's attack with one hand, and wanted to raise his hand to counterattack with the other hand. He didn't want the ghosts to condense in his hands. When he touched Du Yan's body, the group should have exploded. The ghosts dissipated silently.
Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable. The situation in front of him didn't look like he was attacking, but like he was touching the other's face tenderly.
However, Du Yan completely lost control of his body at this time, so he wouldn't show mercy to Xiao Lang's men, so when he got this opportunity, he kicked him directly.
Xiao Lang was caught off guard and was kicked upside down and flew several meters away. The body of the corpse king was connected to Yin and Yang. Du Yan's blow made him feel the pain that he had not seen for a long time.
"You, why are you kicking me?"
Xiao Lang's figure spread out in the air, turned into a black mist, and then swept back to Du Yan like a gust of wind. It was only when he took shape that these words came out of his mouth.
"… "
Du Yan couldn't speak, but he received a sentence in his heart, I don't want to, haven't you seen me being manipulated
After several fights, the stronger ghost king fell strangely below, and he was simply unable to fight back and could only barely parry.
Xiao Lang only felt bitter in his heart, and he wanted to rise up to resist, but for some reason, everything seemed a little disobedient.
When he was almost blinded by the corpse king's black nails again, Xiao Lang finally remembered one thing. Since he can't move the corpse, he should kill the person who controls him first.
Xiao Lang feinted a shot, and then attacked the Heavenly Master behind him.
When Wen Yicheng raised his eyes, he saw the hostile ghost king in front of him.
Wen Yicheng spurted blood from the tip of his tongue on the bell, a dazzling red light appeared on Du Yan's body in the distance, and the strength of the corpse multiplied exponentially.
Du Yan didn't know what was going on, he had already appeared behind Xiao Lang, and then he bit Xiao Lang's neck. The corpse king had extremely sharp teeth in the eruption state, but he bit down a large piece of flesh and blood in just one bite.
Xiao Lang was originally a ghost king without a body, and the flesh and blood fell into Du Yan's mouth and immediately turned into a cloud of yin energy that fell into the body along Du Yan's throat.
Wen Yi's prejudice was reversed, and he wanted to control the corpse to tear the ghost king into pieces and swallow it, but found that the corpse in front of him was parked in the same place and could no longer be driven by him.
Du Yan stood on the spot, feeling the yin energy entering his body, and the shackles in his body instantly shattered.
Xiao Lang's offensive also stopped inexplicably, touched the bitten neck, and turned around.
He looked at Du Yan, and the hostility on his body faded little by little, and then a blush appeared on his pale face.
"You, you are just a fake, you dare to bite me!"
"… "
Du Yan opened his mouth, but he was still speechless. It seemed that although he got rid of the shackles, his body still hadn't fully recovered.
Xiao Lang turned around in anger, but saw the small bell hanging on the chest of the young man on the ground suddenly shattered. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You shattered the magic weapon, are you going to give this royal corpse to me to save my life?"
Wen Yicheng was still immersed in the blow of the corpse being out of control and the magic weapon shattering, and he couldn't understand Xiao Lang's meaning for a while.
Xiao Lang didn't wait for him to answer, and continued: "Although it's just a corpse, I reluctantly accepted it for the sake of his appearance."
Then, Xiao Lang turned around and grabbed Du Yan's arm and waved.
The ghost hand retreated as suddenly as when it came, and the thick white fog rose again, making the Junping City in front of him slowly become hazy.
When Wen Yicheng and the three rolled back to the real world from the passage, they were still at a loss.
They looked at each other, stunned for a long time.
Zhuo Jie was the first to return to his senses and asked, "So, what happened and we escaped from that dead end?"
Jiang Yue looked at his senior brother, then at Wen Yicheng, and said, "It seems that Tianshi Wen sent a gift to the ghost king, and he was very friendly with the ghost king, so..."
Wen Yicheng looked at Weishang from his family and his father, wanting to cry without tears.
How should he explain it so that his father can accept the cruel fact that the Zhenpai magic weapon was broken, and the corpse king and the ghost king ran away.